Virgin Prunes
brain damage
Tell the marchers, tell the soldiers
Don't you know my brain is damaged
Everyday the paper boy brings more
One and one is two, two and two is four, four and four is eight
Run rabbit run, before it gets too late
You hurt your fucking mother but you won't fucking hurt me
And that's the truth
Sitting in the la la, waiting for the ya ya
You may think this is funny, but it's no laughing matter
Brain damage has gone to my head
Put him in a madhouse, put him in a madhouse
Put him in a madhouse before it's too late
Sitting in the la la, waiting for the ya ya, to come
It's so heavy, I can't take it no more, can't take it
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- Miscellaneous
- The Gothic Collection [w/interactive booklet]
- The Hidden Lie (live in Paris 6-6-86)
- The Hidden Lie
- ...If I Die, I Die
- The Moon Looked Down and Laughed
- ArtFuck
- Over the Rainbow
- The Moon Looked Down & Laughed
- Sons Find Devils
- A New Form of Beauty
- Pagan Lovesong
- Nag Nag Nag
- Irish A-Z of Rock (Disc Z)
- This Is Gothic: The Bat Cave Anthology
- New Wave Club Class•X: Sinner’s Day 09
- 100% New Wave
- Essential New Wave, Volume 4
- Gothic Rock 2
- Gothic Rock: The Ultimate Collection