Head

Sometimes I wake up in the mornin' My feet, my soul, my arms My legs myself, my eggs Are all fried I've gotta do my exams today I've read my books, turned up on time But I haven't revised I I'm not getting along I'm not gettin' the answer I'm not getting along I'm not getting along I'm not gettin' the answer I I can't get out of my head In the night, sometimes I wake up Uncool, uptight I'm tired of being tired But in my dreams, my arms are open wide Open wide I open up my eyes Open up my eyes Everything is dark I think I'm blind I think I'm blind I think I'm blind I'm not getting along I'm not gettin' the answer I'm not getting along (Too dumb to use the phone) I'm not getting along I'm not gettin' the answers 'Cause I can't get out of my head No, I No, I No, I can't get out of my head No, I No, I No, I can't get out of my head This profession is my obsession And this obsession is my depression And this depression is my release And this release will never cease No, I No, I No, I can't get out of my head No, I No, I No, I can't get out of my head I get my head, hey Uh, hey! (Can't get out of my head) Yeah, sometimes Uncool, uptight In my dreams my arms, myself is open wide (Can't get out of my head) (Can't get out of my head) I'm not getting along...