Oh, give me my drugs and my straitjacket soon
So my friend doesn't come out and play
Where seldom is heard an encouraging word
From my split personality George
Home, home in the room
Where the walls are are as white as the snow
Where I can bounce, from one wall to the next
And I cannot see the sky all day

How often at night where lights are so bright
With the light of the LEDs
Have I stood there amazed and asked as I gazed
If their glory exceeds that of ours

Home, home in the room
Where George and myself brawl
Where seldom is heard an encouraging word
From my split personality George

Then give me a land where the bright diamond sand
When I get out of here
Where the graceful white swan goes gliding along
Like a maid in a heavenly dream

Oh I would not exchange my old home on the range
For my white padded room in the ward
Where the seldom is heard an encouraging word
Frooom my split personality George!