w.a.m.s. (Album Version)

I'm a young one Stuck in the box Of an old ones head When all the others were just stirring awake I'm trying to trick myself to fall asleep again Whoa My head's in heaven My soles are in hell Let's meet in the purgatory of my hips and get well Hurry, hurry You put my head in such a flurry, flurry What makes you so special? What makes you so special? I'm gonna leave you I'm gonna teach you How we're all alone (How we're all alone, how we're all alone) Give me, build me It's your club, so let me in (let me in) oh Knowing how heartwarming It is inside your skin My head's in heaven My soles are in hell Let's meet in the purgatory of my hips and get well Hurry, hurry You put my head in such a flurry, flurry What makes you so special? What makes you so special? I'm gonna leave you I'm gonna teach you How we're all alone (How we're all alone, how we're all alone) Oh, oh (Oh, oh) (Oh, oh) (Oh, oh) (Oh, oh) (Oh, oh) (Oh, oh) Hurry, hurry You put my head in such a flurry, flurry What makes you so special? What makes you so special? I'm gonna leave you I'm gonna teach you How we're all alone (How we're all alone, how we're all alone) Oh, oh Hmm, hmm, Baby, if you don't take your medication We won't sleep for days We won't sleep for days And Mama, when we pray to the Lord Doesn't sit or stay Doesn't sit or stay We waste it all in the back of a long dark car And I'm sunshine machine Uh, I want to get stuck, uh I want to get stuck And be In your memories. Hmm, oh