I took a look around me 
The world seemed a bit too bright 
So I took a couple of pills 
To make sure I was feeling alright 
 
I walked down through grey buildings 
On asphalt black as night 
I looked up to the sky 
It said I must be feeling alright 
 
I went to a munitions store 
Bought a big gun with a laser-sight 
I spoke to the gun and it told me 
That I have to be feeling alright 
 
I walked over to a playground 
A little boy was flying a kite 
The mess he made when I shot him 
Said I must be feeling alright 
 
I was tackled by a policeman 
His dog gave me a bite 
The sirens were screaming to me 
That I must be feeling alright 
 
So locked up in a cell 
A little room of white 
Orderlies, they come to me 
They say I'll be alright 
 
In the eyes of public awareness 
I'm the advocate of the Devil's plight 
If I'm such a big celebrity 
I must be feeling alright 
 
 Up to the Shaun Russell PageAnders Sandberg / asa@nada.kth.se
 Up to the Shaun Russell PageAnders Sandberg / asa@nada.kth.se