Gotta Get The Gist lyrics

In my head there's 12 dozen angry men. They're all talking at the same time and singing songs and they're skipping the chorus and I can't sing along. I'm in a state of panic. My head is constant static. 15 different radios playing 15 different songs and they're all skipping the chorus and I can't sing along. I'm not mad, it's a panic attack. It's a cyclical effect. Depression spiraling out of control. It's not you I hope you know. They're all asking questions and I can't hardly hear them. I just bark, glare or hist and they'll never get the gist.