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Someone, quick, put something on my mind
Surrounded by the somethings that you said
I've done all the drugs that I can buy
And borrowed all the books I haven't read
Well-worn paths, a glass of warm white wine
Getting older and I'm cutting it too fine
Something about surroundings you once said
The brain damage is all in your head
It's all in your head
Someone, quick, put something on my mind
Surrounded by the somethings that you said
I've done all the drugs that I could find
And borrowed all the books I haven't read
Well-worn paths, a glass of warm white wine
Getting older and I'm cutting it so fine
Something about surroundings you once said
The brain damage is all in your
The brain damage is all in your head
It's all in your head...
Someone, quick, put something on my mind   Surrounded by the somethings that you said   I've done all the drugs that I can buy   And borrowed all the books I haven't read   Well-worn paths, a glass of warm white wine   Getting older and I'm cutting it too fine   Something about surroundings you once said   The brain damage is all in your head   It's all in your head   Someone, quick, put something on my mind   Surrounded by the somethings that you said   I've done all the drugs that I could find   And borrowed all the books I haven't read   Well-worn paths, a glass of warm white wine   Getting older and I'm cutting it so fine   Something about surroundings you once said   The brain damage is all in your   The brain damage is all in your head   It's all in your head...