Lyrics:
Faith, you're driving me awayYou do it everydayYou don't mean itBut it hurts like hellMy brain says I'm recieving painA lack of oxygenFrom my life supportMy iron lungWe're too young to fall asleepToo cynical to speakWe are losing itCan't you tell?We scratch our eternal itchA twentieth century bitchAnd we are grateful forOur iron lungThe head shrinkersThey want everythingMy uncle BillMy Belisha beaconThe head shrinkersThey want everythingMy uncle BillMy Belisha beaconSuck, suck your teenage thumbToilet trained and dumbWhen the power runs outWe'll just humThis, this is our new songJust like the last oneA total waste of timeMy iron lungThe head shrinkersThey want everythingMy uncle BillMy Belisha beaconThe head shrinkersThey want everythingMy uncle BillMy Belisha beaconAnd if you're frightenedYou can be frightenedYou can be, it's OKAnd if you're frightenedYou can be frightenedYou can be, it's OKThe head shrinkersThey want everythingMy uncle BillMy Belisha beacon