You’ve got to pick up the pieces / Come on, sort your trash / Better pull yourself back together / Maybe you’ve got too much cash / Better call, call the law / When are 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 to understand your foreign policy / Pick up the pieces
(Ba-na-na-na) My brain is hanging upside down / (Ba-na-na-na) I need something to slow me down / (Ba-na-na-na) Ooh, yeah, my brain is hanging upside down / (Ba-na-na-na) And I need something to slow me down
Shouldn’t wish you happiness / Wish her the very best / Fifty-thousand-dollar dress / Shaking after your highness / See through you like cellophane / You watch the world complain / But you do it anyway / Who am I if I’m 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 to understand your foreign policy / Pick up the pieces
(Ba-na-na-na) My brain is hanging upside down / (Ba-na-na-na) I need something to slow me down / (Ba-na-na-na) Ooh, yeah, my brain is hanging upside down / (Ba-na-na-na) And 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
(Ba-na-na-na) Ooh, yeah, my brain is hanging upside down / (Ba-na-na-na) I need something to slow me down / (Ba-na-na-na) Ooh, yeah, my brain is hanging upside down / (Ba-na-na-na) And I need something to slow me down / (Ba-na-na-na) Ooh, yeah, my brain is hanging upside down / (Ba-na-na-na) And I need something to slow me down / (Ba-na-na-na) My brain is hanging upside down
[By Dee Dee Ramone – Jean Beauvoir – Joey Ramone © Sire, 1985]