So come here, smile smile Come on along I'll tell you what to do These young kids are just so volatile They do it like their pappy taught them to We got a son, won't you get up and stand up There's good then I'll be damned You've got control of your head You've got control of your head You've got control of your head You've got control of your head How could I live to see the painted people Disgust, but I still love it, what to do I'll stare at sticks so they can paint me too You've got control of your head You've got control of your head You've got control of your head You've got control of your head You've got to drain your head You've got to drain your head You've got to drain your head You've got to drain your head