VERSE 1
Prisoners have more rights than we do
Call it a hospital? That shit is see-through
A medieval dungeon with torture devices
A lobotomy is what you’ve decided
Electroshock to scramble the brains
Straightjacket so tight, extreme pain
Orderlies beating us up for no reason
Fresh new prisoners, it’s hunting season
CHORUS
Insane asylum, healthcare ward
Heard the euphemisms before
Spraying dog shit with cologne
Doesn’t make it smell like home
VERSE 2
Mental ward system is all about money
Got to keep them loonies from running
Lock them up and collect your payday
Maximize profit, taxman stay away
It’s not a crazy conspiracy theory
You motherfuckers refuse to hear me
Another wrestling match with the nurses
They too collect money like fight purses
CHORUS
Insane asylum, healthcare ward
Heard the euphemisms before
Spraying dog shit with cologne
Doesn’t make it smell like home
VERSE 3
It’s not the exception, it’s the rule
Whenever you pull out a torture tool
One day they’ll carry your ass away
You can be in the center of the fray
You can be strapped down to a gurney
Electroshock will leave you burning
A shot of horse to put you to bed
But like you said, it’s all in your head
EXTENDED CHORUS
Insane asylum, healthcare ward
Heard the euphemisms before
Spraying dog shit with cologne
Doesn’t make it smell like home
No insurance, no healthcare
The dungeon is right over there
Out of sight from the rest of town
Depressed frowns turn upside down
FINAL LINE
Hahahahahahahahaha!
No
Just no
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