Thinking about yesterday
   And how my life used to be
   Now I'm locked inside this place
   I'm a schizophrenic case
   All the faces I now see
   Never show a sign of glee
   Every night we start to bustle
   It's time to do the Thorazine shuffle
   It's the Thorazine shuffle
  
   Everyday half past four
   They push my food through the door
   Every night right at eight
   They put me back into my straight
   All the paintings I have made
   They look kind of strange
   Every night we start to hustle
   It's time to do the Thorazine shuffle
   It's the Thorazine shuffle