Therapy Lyrics

Plug me in straight again Who needs this voltage food Who needs therapy
Who needs this filthy room at night Who says give up without a fight Who gets their answers out of books Dirty men with their dirty looks
Therapy for clones with their Barclay cards Pension books and mortgage minds Pay for this therapy
Who needs this filthy room at night Who says give up without a fight Who gets their answers out of books Dirty men with their dirty looks
What d'you need in your room at night? Therapy? That's right What d'you get when you kill that light? Therapy? That's right
What d'you get when it all goes wrong? Therapy? That's right Who needs therapy all night long? I do, I dream of pavements
Of pavements cold and grey Cheerful, laughter on a lovely day I dream of pavements, they won't go away I dream of pavements