Lyrics:

Maybe I could be a billionaire

If I wasn't always broke

And I could be a comedian

If I wasn't such a joke

Guess I knew it all along

Being born's where I went wrong

I always took the medication I was fed

Get out of my head

Get out of my head



I could train to be an astronaut

If I weren't afraid of heights

And you know I could be a supermodel

If you turned out all the lights

But all my days are painted grey

And I got nothing much left to say

My ambition is lying underneath the bed

Get out of my head

Get out of my head



Hey all you prestidigitators

Why don't you disappear for good

'Cause Hitler could have been a mediocre painter

Instead of a supercrook

Instead of a supercrook



Maybe I could have a great career

If I could just hold down a job

Or maybe I could be a social butterfly

If I wasn't such a slob

I always wreck everything I got

On every bullet I ever shot

Missed the target 'til I finally hit the red

Get out of my head

Get out of my head...