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Henry Bowers - Escape From Juniper Hills lyrics

Artist: Henry Bowers

album: Escape From Juniper Hills


Henry
Henry Bowers
Finish the job
The world has a new name, read the news
The name stands for two options and you're free to choose
To be a drugged-out loonie or a loonie that feels
Pure gain and the name is Juniper Hills
We walk around, heads in the clouds
Stop jerking around
We're held down, the medication's not working
When the drug wears off you wake up back here again
Still a mental patient, all part of their experiment
That is why I'll barricade myself inside my cell
They'll be banging on my door like
What's the matter, child?
Let us in, we have medicine that'll make you laugh and smile
Though you're sad inside
Fuck that, I'd rather die
And I'm a smart son of a gun, I put your pill under my tongue
Then I hurled and spat when you turned your back, son of a gun
To pretend to be sedated, then a fake, what have you done?
And if revenge is sweet, I'll be the sweetest one under the sun
Now listen to me, see your company just ain't what I wish it would be
I'm hearing voices and they whisper to me
That there's plenty other fish in the sea
So may I please have your permission to leave?
Straitjacket, or do you prefer pills?
A life-long vacation at Juniper Hills
I can hear my bones rattle as they shatter and break
I'm here talking to the moon as I plan my escape
Sure, I may be sick but tell me, how am I supposed to rehabilitate?
Locked in a facility all filled with hate?
I keep to myself, I won't engage in conversations that I can avoid
Certainly, you all can call me paranoid
But I refuse to move though I do need exercise
See, I'm truly petrified because my room's electrified
And the floor is a kinda wet, there's a devil posted
By the door beside my bed and I'm feeling suicidal
There's a war inside my head, I'm their human guinea pig
But I'll win my freedom back, and I'll win it big
I spend my days day-dreaming about a friendly face
When this place has finally been turned into ashes
My guess is no one would really miss it anyway, strike the matches
Once and for all get rid of this madness
Still, those fascists try to justify their actions
By claiming, in fact, it's freedom we practice
Choose straitjacket, or do you prefer pills?
A life-long vacation at Juniper Hills
I can hear my bones rattle as they shatter and break
I'm here talking to the moon as I plan my escape
Straitjacket, or do you prefer pills?
A life-long vacation at Juniper Hills
I can hear my bones rattle as they shatter and break
I'm here talking to the moon as I plan my escape
So, fellow patient, or should I say inmates?
It's been great knowing you but now I'm going to
Have to say goodbye, I'm afraid, or else I'll die in this place
That has truly wiped the smile off my face
My mental health is in the gutter but I breathe still
My body is the ruin of a temple, time to re-build
It's never too late to begin, the time is trying to do me in
How long has it been they got me sitting in the looney bin?
I gotta get out but that thought was thought before
I better take out all supporting walls
And I'll stand and watch all your glory fall
Just like that, Imma strike back
Yeah, I'll be walking around taking names
And I'll decide who to free and who to blame
Everybody won't be treated all the same
Lock my aim as I stalk my prey
Mother, tell your children not to walk my way
Or they'll wind up confused and locked in institutions
Your teens will be filled with morphine
Walk around practically dead, or simply strapped to a bed
With electronic devices attached to their heads
And you'll only stay safe until the cage breaks
And I'm afraid it'll soon take place in a few minutes
Soon finished with this great escape plan of mine
Signing out, Henry Bowers AKA, mastermind

Straitjacket, or do you prefer pills?
A life-long vacation at Juniper Hills
I can hear my bones rattle as they shatter and break
I'm here talking to the moon as I plan my escape
Straitjacket, or do you prefer pills?
A life-long vacation at Juniper Hills
I can hear my bones rattle as they shatter and break
I'm here talking to the moon as I plan my escape
Henry, kill them all
Henry, kill them, kill them
Kill them all, kill them all, kill them all
Kill them all, kill them all

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