My Brain Is Hanging Upside Down (Bonzo Goes To Bitburg) Songtext / Lyric

You've got to pick up the pieces

Come on, sort your trash

You better pull yourself back together

Maybe you've got too much cash



Better call, call the law

When you gonna turn yourself in?

Yeah, you're a politician

Don't become one of Hitler's children



Bonzo goes to Bitburg then goes out for a cup of tea

As I watched it on TV somehow it really bothered me

Drank in all the bars in town for an extended foreign policy

Pick up the pieces



My brain is hanging upside down

I need something to slow me down

Oh yeah, my brain is hanging upside down

I need something to slow me down



Shouldn't wish you happiness, wish her the very best

Fifty thousand dollar dress

Shaking hands with your highness






See through you like cellophane

You watch the world complain but you do it anyway

Who am I, am I to say?



Bonzo goes to Bitburg then goes out for a cup of tea

As I watched it on TV, somehow it really bothered me

Drank in all the bars in town for an extended foreign policy

Pick up the pieces



My brain is hanging upside down

I need something to slow me down

Oh yeah, my brain is hanging upside down

I need something to slow me down



If there's one thing that makes me sick

It's when someone tries to hide behind politics

I wish that time could go by fast

Somehow they manage to make it last



My brain is hanging upside down

I need something to slow me down

Oh yeah, my brain is hanging upside down

I need something to slow me down

I need something to slow me down