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Rhythm Syndrome

by The Weirdos

on Weird World Volume 1 (1991), Weird World, Vol. 1 (1991)

Caught up in an evil rhythm syndrome
A complex case of reflex-action fits
Prisoner of that crazy wiggly feeling
The symptomatic impulse never quits

Driven to the limits of my psyche
Scatter my delusions 'cross the sky
Echo in the desert of emotion
Lost in the ritual of night

I've gather all that power that I have!

Now I wanna know about the truth
Now I wanna know about the lies
Now we really gotta show 'em
Now we gotta make 'em realize

Writin' to the rhythm of my heartbeat
Dancin' to the darkness of my fear
Break the chains that bind my soul
Embrace the thunder that I hear

When I got up in the mornin'
There was a girl in my bed
One was in the hall
I had a pounding in my head
Crack 'o dawn, break 'o day
It hurt my eyes to find my way
It hurt my ears to hear the sound

Cut my line I'm risin' up
Against the gravitation down
Against the constant pull
That holds us to the ground