Oh it seems like somethin' tells me

I've been here before

And it don't feel right

I won't be you leper anymore

How many fingers do you see?

Now tell me, can you see the real me?



How many bodies can there be?

Like Bobby DeNiro on the big bad screen

He sure can play that role!



Stoned in the temple of madness with you

Stoned in the sadness

You don't have a clue



How's your private life?

How come you don't hang around no more

You're so serious

You can't tell the doorway from the floor



What do you need to cure your ill?

Now tell me, can you see the real me?

How do you swallow your pill?

You're psychomatic on a westside jones

Where did you get that face?



Stoned in the temple

I'm gonna fix

Stoned in the blue room

I'm gonna fix

Stoned in the darkness

I'm gonna fix

Stoned in the big house