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Lyrics
A many, many years ago,
My life was such a mess.
I liked to try to ever sit still,
But everybody got pissed.
They liked for me to clown around,
But I think I made them nevous,
But clown'n around and being silly is part of a child's purpose.
But finally, finally, finally they said they'd had enough,
Time to set it straight, coming in too late,
kinda getting rough.
Got a 10:00, got to meet the doc jock,
"Talk about the influences of acid rock,
And then a half an hour talking about the other things that make me absolutely want to go wow!!!!!!!!!
Give me that zombie look now...So sedated.
Give me that zombie look now...Medicated.
Give me that zombie look now...Constipated.
Give me that zombie look now...Aggitated.
I'd rather be in my girlfriend's arms,
Than a psychotropic schedule.
I'd rather be with all my friends getting in and out of trouble.
But if you'd rather see me sedated rather than living in sin,
I'll open up,
I love my Ritalin.
So won't you please,
Won't you understand,
The doctor said I could get it from the pharmacy man.
You make your momma happy,
Your daddy happy,
Your teacher happy,
Everybody happy.
Can't you just see what's going on with the master plan.
Give me that zombie look now,
Give me that zombie look now,
Give me that zombie look now,
Give me that zombie look now.
I'd rather be in my girlfriend's arms,
Than a psychotropic schedule.
I'd rather be with all my friends getting in and out of trouble.
But if you'd rather see me sedated rather than living in sin,
I'll open up,
I love my Ritalin.
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