I've got a hole in my head They drag me to my bed I didn't want to sleep tonight 'Cos I shake too much when I ain't high I ain't sick (he ain't sick) I wake up in bed ... shouting ... Brain Dead! You sit in your easy black chair Cigar in hand and swept black hair My feelings you don't care I need co-operations I don't need no operation They're gonna tie me down Keep me off the town Where I can't do any harm I got a needle in my arm