Psycho-Surgery lyrics

Mongoloid myrmidons gather up the senior staff Inept neurologists and psychiatric riff-raff Inhumane treatment and resultant injury Retributed as we perfom psycho-surgery Governors of bedlam Your skulls we will trepan Intentional dysesthesia You'll get no anaesthesia Speculums applied to their maws, pastille dumped therein Prozac* and Xanax* are used to sap psyche within Blunt force trauma is induced to quell any objections The doctors will be heeled in our therapeutic sessions Ozone emits as primers are pumped Interrupted galvanism Current unleashed as safeties are trumped Tongues guillotined by mandibles jumped Induced faradism Post-glossectomy, their speech is stumped Drilling cranium Digging for claustrum Reveal cerebrum Thalamus is sliced Frontal lobe is diced A straightjacket's sized You're lobotomized Governors of bedlam We've cracked your brain pan Churlish minds now euphoric From therapy so barbaric Prefrontal leukotomy Squelching neural storms Ignorant bliss and apathy Once we have performed psycho-surgery