Sudden d**h - Brain Dead lyrics

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Sudden d**h - Brain Dead lyrics

I'm in a Brain Dead state now my mind is a blank slate The matter in my head is as useful as a beefcake Walk around dazed for days at a time My brain begins to smoke when I try to make a rhyme If I think too hard then the thing falls apart And my friends like to pretend they're tinter toys so they start to Piece it back together any way that it'll fit And become the dead brain insane maniac, quittin' time Back for more like I've never done before My insanity's contagious so I'm ragin' all the more Now I'm stuck here doin' things I think are weird Like ridin' into town on a horse like Paul Revere When the authorities come and my mental rage is done When my jacket gets tied in the back then the fun has just begun Let me cough up a lung, as I said There ain't nothin' quite like bein' seriously brain dead Well the beat flows in and goes out the other ear What I hear that remains get straind like a sieve Soul the only survivor to live Makin' another bad creation like my name was Biv Give me the time of day and I lose it in a second To the abyss in my head ya know it's something to be recokned with Like Biff coming back from the future cuz I'm lost in time Pay no attention cuz I got no mind Gilligan's next of kin I'm a bumblin' fool With no control of motor sk**s I'm prone to drown in my drool In college got F's got no knowlege can't explain Like the Wiz's scarecrow because I haven't got a brain Oh I can tell you why The ocean's near the shore To look smart I paint myself so I look well red Drinkin Drano can't explain oh I'm probably brain dead I hang around town with Grandpa Simpson I'm waitin' for my head to explode like Bill Plympton Then we can really have fun and go pick up the pieces And eat 'em as a candy like Reese's Pulsing brain causing agonizing pain Drives a red-head insane no cure for the strange No escape from Dementia brain gets no deader No pain, no brain, and it gets no better Came along for the ride now I wanna get off But all the doctors say is turn your head and cough They just strap me down tight and pump me full of medication Pack me up and send me on a permanent vacation I would come to visit but I'm right down the hall In my own padded cell happy drawings and all Ain't nothin' gonna fix the imbalance in my head I'm doomed to live the rest of my life brain dead

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