Phoney Marony lyrics

I'm thinking the wrong things I feel like a farce Singing these words just to keep from my thoughts Alright, stop And do the phoney marony To fake me out of this coma To put me back in the zone And do the phoney marony I was feeling a little depressed Kind of insane, kind of not well-dressed I gotta get happier I gotta get snappier I gotta get paid To get baked To get fucked Just do the phoney marony To fake me out of this coma To put me back in the zone