The Red Telephone

Sitting on a hillside
 Watching all the people die
 I'll feel much better on the other side
 I'll thumb a ride
 2/3:
 I believe in magic
 Why, because it is so quick
 I don't need power when I'm hypnotized
 Look in my eyes
 What are you seeing (I see...)
 How do you feel?
 (...you)
 I feel real phony when my name is Phil
 Or was that Bill?
 Life goes on here
 Day after day
 I don't know if I am living or if I'm
 Supposed to be
 Sometimes my life is so eerie
 And if you think I'm happy
 Paint me (white)(yellow)
 I've been here once
 I've been here twice
 I don't know if the third's the fourth or if the -
 The fifth's to fix
 Sometimes I deal with numbers
 And if you wanna count me
 Count me out
 I don't need the time of day
 Anytime with me's OK
 I just don't want you using up my time
 'Cause that's not right
 ahh...
 They're locking them up today
 They're throwing away the key
 I wonder who it'll be tomorrow, you or me?
 We're all normal and we want our freedom
 Freedom... freedom... freedom... freedom
 Freedom... freedom... freedom... freedom
 (spoken:) Alla God's chilluns gotta have dere freedom