Skankin' Pickle
Skankin' Pickle - Anxiety Attack lyrics
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Two, three, four! Problems in your mind that keep coming up again You want a clear mind but you're unable to accept it Want to find excuses or maybe it's the best thing You can never stray along like that jolly fat man Thinking of the future, is it really that important To say "Hey, I must be just like him"? I want to do the right things and make others happy But is this really the thing for me? And I think I'm becoming a Republican And I think I like the way Dan Quayle looks But in fact I'm having an anxiety attack! Two, three, four! Get up on the go, am I happy with my doings? Man should be content that everything's not hurry, hurry Hear the news, mans is shot, child in the street DC-10 falls to the ground, did I bring my will with me? In love, am I supposed to be as happy as they say? 'Cause if I am then love is not for me You've got to run, you've got to hide or the pressure will get you And soon you will be just like me And I think I'm becoming a Republican And I think I like the way Dan Quayle looks But in fact I'm having an anxiety attack! Two, three, four! In with the good times and out with the hard times No hard times in my life, no hard times for me One, two, one two three four, I'm not Mr. Super Hardcore There's an anger inside of me that's ready to explode Noise, noise, noise, that's all I hear is noise American troops in a Noriega spoof No, I am not Bob Marley, Bruce Lee or Cheryl Tiegs I am just an Oriental who likes to scream anxiety And I think I'm becoming a Republican And I think I like the way Dan Quayle looks But in fact I'm having an anxiety attack! He's having a! An anxiety attack! He's having a! An anxiety attack! He's having a! An anxiety attack! He's having a! An anxiety attack! An anxiety attack! An anxiety attack! ATTACK!