La Stanza Bianca Lyrics

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