Psychomodo

Lyrics for Psychomodo

Harley I been losing my head, I been losing my way I been losing my brain, cells at a million a day I been so disillusioned, I'm on suicide street. I seen everything in every shape I seen 1984 in a terrible state I seen Quasimodo hanging on my gate. Oh! he was so hung-up and wasted Oh! he was so physically devastated He was young enough He was well-slung enough, oh. I seen my own epitaph, I been to heaven and back Was introduced to St. Peter, we were having a chat I felt him losing his mind, I began to retreat. Desdemona and me, we had a ball in a tree She read my palm in a moment, it was shocking to me We were so mystified, we scream out of fear. Oh! she was so hung-up and wasted Oh! she was so physically devastated She was young enough She was well-slung enough, be strong. Well, I been writing a song, we all been singing along It's like a wild schizophrenia wondering where we belong Sling it all out the window, start all over again. Oh, come into my heart, come in and tear me apart I wanna be claustrophobic, got a passion, ha ha I am so confused, I wish I could die, die, die. Oh! she was so hung-up and wasted Oh! she was so physically devastated She was young enough She was well-slung enough.