Lyrics:

Light switch, yellow fever, crawling up your bathroom wall Singing psychedelic praises to the depths of the china bowl You've got venom in your stomach, You've got poison in your head You should have listen to the priest at the Confession when he offered you the sacred bread He knows, you know, he knows, you know He knows, you know, but he's got problems Fast feed, crystal fever, swarming through a fractured mind Chilling needles freeze emotion, the blind shall lead the blind You've got venom in your stomach, You've got poison in your head When your conscience whispered, the vein lines stiffened You were walking with the dead He knows, you know, he knows, you know, he knows, you know He's got experience, he's got experience, he knows you know But he's got problems, problems, problems He knows... Slash wrists, scarlet fever Crawl under your bedroom door Pumping arteries ooze their problems Through the gap that the razor tore You've got venom in your stomach You've got poison in your head You should have listened to your analyst's Questions when you lay on his leather bed He knows, you know, he knows, you know He knows, you know, but he's got problems Blank eyes, purple fever streaming through the frosted panes You learned your lesson far too late from the links in a chemist chain You've got venom in your stomach, You've got poison in your head You should have stayed at home and talked With father listen to the lies he fed He knows, you know, he knows, you know He knows, you know, but he's got problems He knows, you know, he knows, you know He knows, you know he's got experience He's got experience, he knows you know-aca