Therapy plug me in straight again

Who needs this voltage food?

Who needs therapy?



Who needs this filthy room at night

Who says give up without a fight

Who gets their answers out of books

Dirty man with their dirty looks



Therapy for clones with their Barclaycards

Pension books and morgage minds

Pay for this therapy



Who needs this filthy room at night

Who says give up without a fight

Who gets their answers out of books

Dirty man with their dirty looks



What do you need in your room at night

Therapy

That's right

What do you get when you kill the light

Therapy

That's right

What do you want when it all goes wrong

Therapy

That's right

Who needs theropy all night long

I do



I dream of pavements

Pavements cold and grey

Cheeful and laughter on a lovely day

I dreem of pavements

They won't do away

I dream of pavements