Recording! Are we recording? I get it man Chris, Chris, what's up? Come in, we're recording Come in! Let's go One, two, three, four Hey, hey! One man once approached me He wanted to know my point of view Psychotic neurotic statements Proved these thoughts I had were true So young I was when he stole my soul He switched it around so that I'd play the fool My mind abuse, I must kill the man Who ruined my life by the touch of his hand There must be a place to go Where I can feel happy There must be a place to go Where all of us can feel happy I can't have him win another game [?] the rum, he's the one to blame I'm ready now, my time has come To take on this bastard one on one There must be a place to go Where I can feel happy There must be a place to go Where all of us can feel happy There must be a place to go Where I can feel happy There must be a place to go Where all of us can feel There must be, there must be, oh There must be, there must be There must be a place to go Where all of us can feel happy