Chris Norman - 19th Nervous Breakdown lyrics

[Chris Norman - 19th Nervous Breakdown lyrics]

You're the kind of person you
Meet at certain dismal, dull affairs
Center of a crowd,  talking much too loud
 running up and down the stairs
Well,  it seems to me that you have
Seen too much in too few years
And though you've tried you just can't hide
Your eyes are edged with tears

You better stop, look around
Here it comes, here it comes, here it comes
Here it comes
Here comes your nineteenth nervous breakdown

When you were a child you were a treated kind
But, you were never brought up right
You were always spoiled with a thousand toys
But still you cried all night
Your mother who neglected you owes
A million dollars tax
And your father's still perfecting ways


Of making ceiling wax
You better stop, look around
Here it comes, here it comes, here it comes
Here it comes
Here comes your nineteenth nervous breakdown
Oh, who's to blame, that girl's just insane
Well, nothing I do don't seem to work
It only seems to make the
Matters worse oh, please

You were still in school when you had
That fool who really messed your mind
And after that you turned your
Back on treating people kind
On our first trip I tried so
Hard to rearrange your mind
But after awhile I realized
You were disarranging mine

You better stop, look around
Here it comes, here it comes, here it comes
Here it comes
Here comes your nineteenth nervous breakdown
Oh, who's to blame, that girl's just insane
Well, nothing I do don't seem to work
It only seems to make the
Matters worse oh, please

When you were a child you were treated kind
But, you were never brought up right
You were always spoiled with a thousand toys
But still you cried all night
Your mother who neglected you owes
A million dollars tax
And you father's still perfecting ways
Of making sealing wax

You better stop, look around here it comes
Here comes your nineteenth nervous breakdown

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