Damned, The - Therapy Lyrics

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Therapy 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 man with their dirty looks Therapy for clones with their Barclaycards Pension books and morgage 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 man with their dirty looks What do you need in your room at night Therapy That's right What do you get when you kill the light Therapy That's right What do you want when it all goes wrong Therapy That's right Who needs theropy all night long I do I dream of pavements Pavements cold and grey Cheeful and laughter on a lovely day I dreem of pavements They won't do away I dream of pavements

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