Thorazine Shuffle - Savatage

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