Letra de La Stanza Bianca
Rabid mouths, prone suicidals Morphine injections for crazed homicidals A man's work is never done In this the white room Nineteen hour shifts What kind of job is thisThis is madness Someone had got to be here, but jesus This is madnessSome that won't grow up Same that won't shut upAnorexics Agoraphobics Schizophrenics Grown adolescents Past traumaticsLoss and abandonment The usual in this white roomRabid mouths, prone suicidals Morphine injections for crazed homicidals A man's work is never done In this the white roomSome that won't eat up Some that can't get upDelusional, compulsive and bulimic White floors, some with black tile A possible vacation, but possibly notDon't talk to me about a honorable mention Please don't talk of pensions and such The things these eyes of seen Money doesn't really seem to be all that muchWhere are my supplements I need my supplements Where are my supplements I need my supplementsMy eyes are dry and my mind has had enoughWhere are my supplements I need my supplements Where are my supplements I need my supplementsMy eyes are dry and my mind has had enoughI need my home and I need some sleep I need my home and I need some sleep I need a minute so I can rethinkWhat is this This is madness This is madness