Welcome To Bedlam

Don't be afraid, when we're knocking at your door

Don't need to ask, what the irons may be for

Why do you hesitate, come on and don't be late

We'll be no longer patient

You really got the choice, just between chains or toys

So be a pleasant patient--now

Aunts and uncles dressed in white

They all like to wish you

Welcome--Welcome to Bedlam

Make yourself at home, you're at home

Nice how the grated moon shines in your padded room

The outer world's so malice

Drugs will improve your dreams, laughter will drown your screams

You got a serious illness--now

Hot injections in your veins

We insure that you are

Welcome--Welcome to Bedlam

Everyone wants your best, lie down and take a rest

Forget the pain and sorrow

Everyone wants your best, all your kin do attest

Your mind is full of shadows--now

Mental disease, insanity

We all like to wish you

Welcome--Welcome to Bedlam . . .