Lyrics:

therapy

plug me in straight again

who needs this voltage food

who needs therapy

who needs this filthy room at night

who says give up without a fight

who gets their answers out of books

dirty men with their dirty looks

therapy

for clones with their barclaycards

pension books and mortgage minds

pay for this therapy who needs this filthy room at night

who says give up without a fight

who gets their answers out of books

dirty men with their dirty looks

what d'you need in your room at night ?

therapy?

thats right

what d' you get when you kill that light ?

therapy

thats right

what d'you get when it all goes wrong ?

therapy?

thats right

who needs therapy all night long ?

i do !!!

i dream of pavements

of pavements cold and grey

cheerful,laughter on a lovely day

i dream of pavements

they wont go away

i dream of pavements