Unplugged - 2018 Remaster

In this bogus town we ain't got nothing to do
Everybody's pretty cool, hate to stoop
Thinking they're great, some new kind of drug
They got their wires pulled out, tell your man they're unplugged
They're unplugged

Everybody here is a mental case
Their eyes are staring out into space
Try to talk to them and I really get burned
Nobody's home, I tell your man they're unplugged
They're unplugged
Stop!

There's too many dumb-fucks
Man, it really sucks
Spending all their bucks
They are unplugged, in their heads, come on
In their heads
Sick!



Credits
Writer(s): Coyne, Ivins
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