Skrewdriver - 19th Nervous Breakdown lyrics

(adapted from The Rolling Stones) You're the kind of person You meet at certain Dismal dull affairs Center of a crowd Talkin' much too loud Runnin' up and down the stairs Well, it seems to me that you have seen Too much in too few years And though you try, you just can't hide Your eyes are edged with tears (chrous) Your better stop And look around Here it comes Here it comes Here it comes Here it comes Here comes your 19th nervous breakdown When you were a child You were treated kind But 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 makin' ceiling wax (chorus) Oh, who's to blame? That girl's just insane Well, nothin' I do don't seem to work It only seems to make matters worse Oh, ple-e-e-ease Such a breakdown