The Machine Is Wrong

I have trouble explaining all of my symptoms If I were better at math I'd tell you the breakdown Breakdown! The machine is wrong I ain't going to no goddamn doctor The Machine is wrong I ain't going to no goddamn doctor I'm afraid that I may never recover My outlook is dim and bleak I fear for you brother Breakdown! Wahahahahahahaha I still ain't going to no goddamn doctor Wahahahahahahaha I still ain't going to no goddamn doctor Wahahahahahahaha I still ain't going to no goddamn doctor Wahahahahahahaha I ain't going to no goddamn doctor C'mon, geez Let me reason with you please The system is corrupt It's got nothing to do with I'm the one who's going to get you through your days The machine is wrong Listen to what I say The Batmobile and Doc's DeLorean Ain't the technology to get you through this, son Never really ever have you acted this way Let's take you to the doctor and get you healed and on your way Healed and on your way Wahahahahahahaha