Из альбома: Mod Is Dead
I sit among the trees and flowers
Watch birds fly overhead for hours
Little minds can be so cruel
And little minds breed little fools
Monsters hiding in my kitchen cupboard
Satan must have eaten Mother Hubbard
And little minds breed little fools
Little minds can be so cruel
You'll have to excuse me
I'm having my very first nervous breakdown
Little minds can be so cruel
Little minds breed bigger fools
Oh here I go again!
I'm having my very first nervous breakdown
Faces in the gutter selling envy
Goldfish in the bowl is screaming free me!
Breaking down down to the ground
My head is like a swimming pool of desire
Always trying to be just a little bit higher