Sometimes I wake up in the mornin'   My feet, my soul, my arms   My legs myself, my eggs   Are all fried      I've gotta do my exams today   I've read my books, turned up on time   But I haven't revised   I      I'm not getting along   I'm not gettin' the answer   I'm not getting along      I'm not getting along   I'm not gettin' the answer   I   I can't get out of my head      In the night, sometimes I wake up   Uncool, uptight   I'm tired of being tired   But in my dreams, my arms are open wide   Open wide      I open up my eyes   Open up my eyes   Everything is dark   I think I'm blind   I think I'm blind   I think I'm blind      I'm not getting along   I'm not gettin' the answer   I'm not getting along   (Too dumb to use the phone)      I'm not getting along   I'm not gettin' the answers   'Cause I can't get out of my head      No, I   No, I   No, I can't get out of my head      No, I   No, I   No, I can't get out of my head      This profession is my obsession   And this obsession is my depression   And this depression is my release   And this release will never cease      No, I   No, I   No, I can't get out of my head      No, I   No, I   No, I can't get out of my head      I get my head, heh   Uh, hey!   (Can't get out of my head)   Yeah, sometimes   Uncool, uptight   In my dreams my arms, myself is open wide   (Can't get out of my head)   (Can't get out of my head)      I'm not getting along...