Pure Mania

You're the psychotic daughter of a psychotic mother

Your father was a megalomaniac, you've got an insane brother

Your nurse committed suicide when you tore her off the strip

You carry a shooter to parties 'cos you think it's hip

But it's pure mania

It stopped being a game

When you found it would take you to the asylum again

Well your uncle was a rich man, but he also was a thief

His sister was a dyke thing who went out with girls to get relief

You come on with your "how do you do?"

Honey, I need a drink before I can look at you

Cos it's pure mania

It stopped being a game

When you found it would take you to the asylum again

Well your grandmother was into homicide just for kicks

And your grandfather put people's eyes out with a pointed stick

Your whole family seems to be round the bend

If I got hitched up with you it'd be the livin' end

It's pure mania

It stopped being a game

When you found it would take you to the asylum again

Well you may not have an asylum

But you sure got 9.00 to 5.00

You'd better go and find a doctor

See if you're alive