Well Adjusted

Am I the one that's going crazy?

I'm so tired of masquerading

I pretend to be so well adjusted

Maybe it's just me and I'm disgusted

I need a room at a mental penitentiary

So lock me up with maximum security

The doctors say that they don't know whats wrong with me

So strap me down it's time for my lobotomy

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

The doctors say that I'll be getting out real soon

The doctors say that I've been making big breakthroughs

One little minute seems to last a lifetime

Like staring at the ceiling even though you're blind

We all pretend to be so complicated

You and me just may be dislocated (dislocated)

I need a room at a mental penitentiary

So lock me up with maximum security

The doctors say that they don't know what's wrong with me

So strap me down its time for my lobotomy

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah (yeah yeah yeah yeah)

The doctors say that I'll be getting out real soon

The doctors say that I've been making big breakthroughs

The doctors say, the doctors say that I'm okay

The doctors changed their minds

And now I'm here to stay

HELP ME

Sorry baby

I'm not crazy

Pardon a me baby

Yo no soy loco

Woah, woah

The doctors say that I'll be getting out real soon

The doctors say that I've been making big breakthroughs

The doctors say that I'm not crazy after all

The doctors say take two of these and give me a call

Get up!