Unplugged

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 ya 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 ya man they're unplugged

They're unplugged

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

In their heads

Sick!



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Writer(s): Coyne, Ivins
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