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My head's a parliament, I've got a whole debate going
They poke, they prod, they're picking on me
I've got noise upstairs, I can't participate
I'm gonna call the pigs on my own party

Am I a schizoid or a schizophrenic?
When I ask my beam
I'm both

I've got whistles, bells
I've got a stock car race going
What I thought's a stick is an automatic

When they gave out brains
Yeah, I got screwed
There's two kinds of fool
I'm Both

My right brain shaves, my left wears a dress
I'm a cop, a snitch, a dick, and asshole
But the girl's approve, my friends all think it's great
You see, I'm not nuts, I'm complicated

I shit outside
I sleep in stores
I'm between floors
I'm both

My heads an empty lot
It's easy to find a spot
Any God damned thing can park there

It's twice the work
And half the fun
I'm formed, I'm done
I'm both

They paint the walls
And spray for bugs
But it's in my blood
I'm both

The doc says, "You! Who are you talking to? Hey!"
I said, "Can't you see that I'm busy?"
He shakes his head, and then he checks his watch again
He yawns and writes out my prescription

I take three of these
And six of those
But when I run low
I'm both

Lyrics submitted by SoulCrusher

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