Pity you
You're telling me you've got a problem
A nervous sort of contraction
A mindless kind of reaction
You never get no satisfaction
Here's to you
I know you really got a problem
A nasty kind of reflection
A dangerous sort of destruction
That makes it difficult
Makes it hard to reach
Takes it all away
From what you had in mind
Yeah yeah yeah
A nervous kind of distraction
A nasty sort of contraction
But there's some big fat point
That you seem to be missing
And it's driving you to destruction
But it doesn't seem
To stop you in the least
Or halt this obsession got you
Going on back
Week after week
Day after day
Hour after hour
From where you came
For more of the same

• 34c
• Are You Experienced?
• Are You Ready?
• Beulah
• C'mon
• Catch Me if You Can
• Deep Sleep
• Don't Rescue Me
• Enough Said
• Explosions
• Find Out
• Growing Pains
• Huboon Stomp
• I Desire
• Jurisdiction of Love
• Let's Talk
• Love Without Anger
• Mecha-mania Boy
• Out of Sync
• Part of You
• Patterns
• Peek-a-boo!
• Penetration in The Centerfold
• Pity You
• Please Please
• Puppet Boy
• Race of Doom
• Red Eye
• Secret Agent Man
• Shout
• Shrivel-up
• Soft Things
• Strange Pursuit
• Subhuman Woman
• Super Cop
• That's What He Said
• The 4th Dimension
• The Satisfied Mind
• The Spirit of Jfk
• The Super Thing
• Theme from Adventures of The Smart Patrol
• Time Out for Fun
• Triumph of The Will
• Turn Around
• What I Must Do
• Wiggly World
• Words Get Stuck in My Throat