You're working like a monkey who's been trained by a sick junkie
On a mission to get money for a new suit and tie
To wear to a reception where they envy your reception
And give compliments and praise to the ones they despise

Practicing your smile in the mirror all the while
Trying to cultivate the style of the bastards in power
We know you're selling, your nervous twitch is telling
You're coming off smelling like the pig of the hour

I got a lot of people telling me I'm outta my mind
And I don't know why
I got a lot of people telling me I'm outta my mind
And I don't know why

My brain was bleeding and my fingers were proceeding
Through a notebook I was keeping since the dawning of time
Senses were corroded, you know that I was loaded
Like a [?] a while

You were dealing, I was reeling from the feeling
And the madness was concealing it's a siren song
People that Ii trusted would surely have me busted
If they ever had a clue on what was really going on

I got a lot of people telling me I'm outta my mind
And I don't know why
I got a lot of people telling me I'm outta my mind
And I don't know why
You're working like a monkey who's been trained by a sick junkie
On a mission to get money for a new suit and tie
To wear to a reception where they envy your reception
And give compliments and praise to the ones they despise

Practicing your smile in the mirror all the while
Trying to cultivate the style of the bastards in power
I know you're selling, your nervous twitch is telling
You're coming off smelling like the pig of the hour

I got a lot of people telling me I'm outta my mind
And I don't know why
I got a lot of people telling me I'm outta my mind
And I don't know why