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Oh the nerves, the nerves; the mysteries of this machine called man! Oh the little that unhinges it
Oh the nerves, the nerves; the mysteries of this machine called man! Oh the little that unhinges it
Oh the nerves, the nerves; the mysteries of this machine called man! Oh the little that unhinges it
Oh the nerves, the nerves; the mysteries of this machine called man! Oh the little that unhinges it
Oh the nerves, the nerves; the mysteries of this machine called man! Oh the little that unhinges it
Oh the nerves, the nerves; the mysteries of this machine called man! Oh the little that unhinges it
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