Medication For The Melancholy Songtext
von Rob Zombie

Uh, a great deal of my thoughts were basically unshareable
So I just closed my self off and put on a, a mask with no malice in ′em...
(One, two, three, four!)

Medication for the Melancholy, hydrogen bizarro
Out come the wolves swindled by the Simian seducer

I feel so good
I feel so fine
I feel so good
I feel so fine

Enjoy a taste of laughing gas, slit Medusa's throat, yeah
Cut ′em up and customize, head out to Chicago


I feel so good
I feel so fine
I feel so good
I feel so fine

All the little girlies cry, sweetie pussy and honey pie
All the little girlies sing (aw man! That fucking freak up on stage)
(Shit, he's got everything)

You wanna spit on me and make me crawl?
Motherfucker

Life force of the lower realms, conquest of the useless
Death may be your Santa Claus in a mood of frenzy

I feel so good
I feel so fine
I feel so good
I feel so fine

All the little girlies cry, sweetie pussy and honey pie
All the little girlies sing