Song Length |
4:26 |
Genre |
Rock - New Wave, Pop - Rock |
Tempo |
Fast (151 - 170) |
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Lyrics
Ten Men
Ten men
I've got the strength of ten men
And now they've cut off my Phen-Fen
Somebody's gonna have to pay
Big Mac
I wash it down with my friend Jack
And now they've cut off my Prozac
I think I'm gonna snap today
Action
In a second or a fraction
A psychotic reaction
And I'll blow 'em all away
Can't take orders
Can't stay inside your little borders
A personality disorder
Hey buddy, what did you say?
Pumped up
You know I'm feeling so jumped up
You cross me buddy, you'll get thumped up
Upside the head
Postal
Could I be going postal?
Hey, what's this bloody posthole
Digger doing in my shed?
Snorting crack
Can give you a heart attack
And a curious lack
Of respect for the lines
Freebasing cocaine
Does funny things to your forebrain
And puts a serious strain
On relationships at work (and with your wife)
Anabolic Steroids
Cheap coffee named Boyds (red and itchy hemorrhoids)
Conclusion's hard to avoid
I may be losing my mind
Walking through the mall
Suffering from withdrawal
And I suppose the law 'll
Be here any time
Pumped up
You know I'm feeling so jumped up
You cross me buddy, you'll get thumped up
Upside the head
Postal
I could be going postal
Hey, what's this bloody posthole
Digger doing in my shed?
Ten men
I've got the strength of ten men
And now they've cut off my Phen-Fen
Somebody's gonna have to pay
Big Mac
I wash it down with my friend Jack
And now they've cut off my Prozac
I think I'm gonna snap today
Ten men
I've got the strength of ten men
And now they've cut off my Phen-Fen
Somebody's gonna have to pay