Shoot, shoot, shoot, hey! Please tell me kind, I'm out of my mind And I'm telling you It's not that I'm bad, I'm totally mad I'm a boogaloo I'm certain, I must be a burden Completely... Over the top, over the top! I don't know what it means, all I hear is screams And I don't know whose The nightmares are real, I got a raw deal And it's all bad news I swear it, I can't get it Completely... Over the top, over the top! You know it's no lie, my main alibi It's a waste of time You know it's the truth, the lyrics the proof And at least it rhymes You can have me, 'cos I'm barmy Completely... Over the top, over the top!
writers: EDWARD ALAN CLARKE, IAN KILMISTER, PHILIP JOHN TAYLOR
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