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I'm the picture of health I'm called the evil one We start a new religion Now the fun's begun Got the sex-beat from the Thunder T's Got voodoo from our stars We got a deadly weapon We call it Bri's guitar There's a method to my madness It's something only time will tell There's a method to my madness Look inside my hell Songtexte When we got a message They try and stop our song Subliminal suggestions You learned to play along Once I lit a cigarette They threw me in a cell I think the hotel's burning I hear those siren's yell There's a method to my madness It's something only time will tell There's a method to my madness Look inside my hell Said we should be nice boys Like all those other wimps I talk about conspiricies Then you crack the whip "Well boy, you better shut your mouth You can't afford to bail Now don't go telling secrets, This record's gotta sell" There's a method to my madness It's something only time will tell There's a method to my madness Look inside my hell Aus Songtexte Mania