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Therapy plug me in straight again Who needs this voltage food? Who needs therapy?  Who needs this filthy room at night Who says give up without a fight Who gets their answers out of books Dirty man with their dirty looks  Therapy for clones with their Barclay cards Pension books and mortgage minds Pay for this therapy  Who needs this filthy room at night Who says give up without a fight Who gets their answers out of books Dirty man with their dirty looks  What do you need in your room at night Therapy That's right What do you get when you kill the light Therapy That's right What do you want when it all goes wrong Therapy That's right Who needs therapy all night long I do  I dream of pavements Pavements cold and grey Cheeful and laughter on a lovely day I dream of pavements They won't do away I dream of pavements