Sunday, September 25, 2022

Insanity - Boingo

Today is September 25th, 2022. The song of the day is "Insanity" by Boingo. 

 

Lyrics:

'I'm so sorry, please forgive meWho do I pray to to straighten out this problem? (problem)Straighten out this problem (problem), straighten out my mind (Mind)Straighten out ...this crooked tongue...(x3)
My mind has wandered, from the straight and narrowMy mind has wandered from the flock you seeMy mind has wandered, the man just said soMy mind has wandered I heard it on TVAnd the flock has wandered away from me.
All around the world nowLike a big bright cherry cloudTraveling from home to homeTV sets and telephonesHere it comes just like a stormBathe in it and be rebornTime to let the world knowWelcome madness, ...say hello...(x3)
Like a wave we cannot seeWashing over you and meHiding here and hiding thereMadness hiding everywhereSuch a curiosityHere it comes to set us freePlenty left for you and meSay hello insanity
I am the virus, are you the cure?I am morally(morally), I'm morally impure(Impure)I am a disease and I am uncleanI am not part of God's well oiled machineChristian nation(Nation), assimilate me(me)Take me in your arms and set me freeI am part of a degenerate elite(elite)Dragging our society into the street -yeah-Into the abyss and to the sewer don't you seeThe man just told me, he told me on TV
Do you think you're better than meDo you want to kill me or befriend me
And the alcoholic bastard waved his finger at meAnd His voice was filled with evangelical gleeSipping down his gin & tonicsWhile preaching about the evils of narcoticsAnd the evils of sex, (sex) and the wages of sin (Sin)While he mentally fondles his next of kin and
My mind has wandered from the flock you seeAnd the flock has wandered away from meAnd he waved his hypnotizing finger at me
Let's imitate reality (Insanity)Let's strive for mediocrity (Insanity)Let's make believe we're all the same (Now that's for me)Let's sanitize our little brains (Insanity)
I'd love to take you home with me and tuck you into bedI'd love to see what makes you tick inside your pretty headI'd love to hear you laugh tonight, I'd love to hear you weepI'd love to listen to you while you're screaming in your sleep.
Christian sons, Christian daughtersLead me along like a lamb to the slaughterPurify my brain and hose down my soulWhite perfection, perfection is my goal
Do you think you're better than meDo you want to kill me, or befriend me
Christian nation(nation), make us alrightPut us through the filter and make us pure and white 'cause'My mind has wandered away from meAnd the flock has wandered, away from me
Let's talk of family values while we sit and watch the slaughterHypothetical abortions on imaginary daughtersThe white folks think they're at the top, ask any proud white maleA million years of evolution, we get Danny Quayle
All around the world nowLike a big bright cherry cloudTraveling from home to homeTV sets and telephonesHere it comes just like a stormBathe in it and be rebornTime to let the world knowWelcome madness, ...say hello...(x3)
I'd love to take you home with me, I'd love to tuck you inI wish I could protect you from the wages of our sinI'd love to hear you scream tonight, I'd love to hear you cryProtect you from the madness that is raining from the sky
Let's imitate reality (Insanity)Let's strive for mediocrity (Insanity)Let's make believe we're all the same (Now that's for me)Let's sanitize our little brains (Insanity)
I'd love to take you home with me and tuck you into bedI'd love to see what makes you tick inside your pretty headI wish that I could keep you in a precious Chinese boxOn Sundays I would pray for you so it would never stopI'd love to hear you laugh tonight, I'd love to hear you weepI'd love to listen to you while you're screaming in your sleepI'd love to soothe you with my voice and take your hand in mineI'd love to take you past the stars and out of reach of timeI'd love to see inside your mind, to tear it all apartTo cut you open with knife and find your sacred heartI'd love to take your satin dolls and tear them all to shredsI'd love to mess your pretty hair, I'd love to see you dead.'

 

 

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