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"Only A Test" lyrics

Screeching Weasel Lyrics

"Only A Test"

Will I get locked up in the mental ward?
Am I headed for a straight jacket
Or am I just bored?
Is it genetics?
Or is it me?
Pulling my hair out, wondering
What does a nervous breakdown look like?

Sometimes these things heal as you get old
Y'know, Jimmy Piersall doesn't climb backstops anymore
There's no more Xanax, Valium, or beer
And I'm just waiting to find out
What does a nervous breakdown look like?

What does a nervous breakdown look like?


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Writer(s): Benjamin M Foster
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album: "Television City Dream" (1998)
Screeching Weasel - Television City Dream album cover
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Speed Of Mutation
Dummy Up
Your Morality
Dirty Needles
Breaking Point
Outside Of You
We Are The Generation X
Identity Crisis
The First Day Of Winter
Plastic Bag
I Don't Give A Fuck
Only A Test
Pervert At Large
Burn It Down
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