Thinking about yesterday   And how my life used to be   Now I'm locked inside this place   I'm a schizophrenic case   All the faces I now see   Never show a sign of glee   Every night we start to bustle   It's time to do the Thorazine shuffle   It's the Thorazine shuffle      Everyday half past four   They push my food through the door   Every night right at eight   They put me back into my straight   All the paintings I have made   They look kind of strange   Every night we start to hustle   It's time to do the Thorazine shuffle   It's the Thorazine shuffle