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Two, three, four!Problems in your mind that keep coming up againYou want a clear mind but you're unable to accept itWant to find excuses or maybe it's the best thingYou can never stray along like that jolly fat manThinking of the future, is it really that importantTo say "Hey, I must be just like him"?I want to do the right things and make others happyBut is this really the thing for me?And I think I'm becoming a RepublicanAnd I think I like the way Dan Quayle looksBut in fact I'm having an anxiety attack!Two, three, four!Get up on the go, am I happy with my doings?Man should be content that everything's not hurry, hurryHear the news, mans is shot, child in the streetDC-10 falls to the ground, did I bring my will with me?In love, am I supposed to be as happy as they say?'Cause if I am then love is not for meYou've got to run, you've got to hide or the pressure will get youAnd soon you will be just like meLetras de cancionesAnd I think I'm becoming a RepublicanAnd I think I like the way Dan Quayle looksBut in fact I'm having an anxiety attack!Two, three, four!In with the good times and out with the hard timesNo hard times in my life, no hard times for meOne, two, one two three four, I'm not Mr. Super HardcoreThere's an anger inside of me that's ready to explodeNoise, noise, noise, that's all I hear is noiseAmerican troops in a Noriega spoofNo, I am not Bob Marley, Bruce Lee or Cheryl TiegsI am just an Oriental who likes to scream anxietyAnd I think I'm becoming a RepublicanAnd I think I like the way Dan Quayle looksBut in fact I'm having an anxiety attack!He's having a!An anxiety attack!He's having a!An anxiety attack!He's having a!An anxiety attack!He's having a!An anxiety attack!An anxiety attack!An anxiety attack!ATTACK! From Letras Mania