Sunday, October 1, 2017

Crazy Lady Mental Patient Rap Song - Pamela Spiro Wagner

This so rocks!!!

Personal
Political
Beat
Courage
Rage


And loads of good-old fashioned ironic, piercing defiant edge 








Thank you Pamela Spiro Wagner for telling it exactly like it is!


CRAZY LADY MENTAL PATIENT RAP
C-c-c-crazy, l-l-l-lazy, c-c-c-crazy, mad and bad.
C-c-c-crazy, l-l-l-lazy, I ain’t nothing but a nomad
in the white-coats’ lab.
They say fake it till you make it, so I take it, take it, take it,
Careening through a maze of rules that make me wanna break shit.
Sanity won’t save me, nor all the pills they gave me.
Their remedy’s my enemy, so we mad go fucking crazy.
C-c-c-crazy, l-l-l-lazy, c-c-c-crazy, mad and bad.
C-c-c-crazy, l-l-l-lazy, I ain’t nothing but a nomad
in the white-coats’ lab
VERSE 1:
I remember being locked in, tied down, drugged up,
nurses in control of me, rushing me, coercing me.
Thorazine and Haldol jammed into my ass cheeks.
Their abuse had no excuse. Psychiatric orderlies
cuffed my wrists and ankles to a bed when it amused them.
Bruising me, mis-using me — and black and blues-ing me,
Air conditioning cold as ice was turned up just to punish me twice.
Tied down, naked, there, I shit myself. But who cared?
just another everyday mental patient nightmare.
CHORUS:
C-c-c-crazy, l-l-l-lazy, c-c-c-crazy, mad and bad.
C-c-c-crazy, l-l-l-lazy, I ain’t nothing but a nomad
in the white-coats’ lab
They say fake it till you make it, so I take it, take it, take it,
Careening through a maze of rules that make me wanna break shit.
Sanity won’t save me, nor all the pills they gave me.
Their remedy’s my enemy, so we mad go fucking crazy.
C-c-c-crazy, l-l-l-lazy, c-c-c-crazy, mad and bad.
C-c-c-crazy, l-l-l-lazy I ain’t nothing but a nomad
in the white-coats’ lab
VERSE 2:
Worse than leather cuff restraints, their isolation cell was hell.
so Supermax it made me faint. Don’t tell me that they meant well.
I pleaded for my freedom, hearing voices, terrified
but they stripped me naked, left me locked alone inside.
They said they had the right to keep me there both day and night
or as long as it would take, for me to learn from their mistakes
and I might never get out, never get out, never get out, never get out–
But I started freaking out I shouted, “I will not kowtow to louts.
You’re insane. You’re inhumane. You torture me to entertain!
PT:“I want outta here.”
RN: “Uh uh, not so fast. We’ve got your ass here for fifteen days.”
PT: “Fifteen days?! No way. You can’t keep me here. I want a lawyer!”
RN: “Doctor, we need to calm her pronto. She’s disturbing the whole unit.”
MD: “I agree. Give her 20mg, IM Haldol, stat.”
RN: Miss Wagner, We have something here to calm you down. A little injection for your nerves.
PT: “What do you want? What’s going on?! No no! Don’t touch me…Wait! He-e-e-elp! Help me! Please somebody! Help! Help me…!”
C-c-c-crazy, l-l-l-lazy, c-c-c-crazy, mad and bad.
C-c-c-crazy, l-l-l-lazy, c-c-c-crazy, I ain’t nothing but a nomad
in the white-coats’ lab
VERSE 3:
Sing ring around the posey-o: “Hospital Guantanamo!”
Isolation, prison SHU, and mental patients just like me who
traumatized and tortured just go c-c-c-crazy, too.
Pusher docs love to dish out electro-shock therapy
and chemical lobotomies, but you know it was always the money.
you slicky dicks, you tricked us but we’ve done the arithmetic…
we won’t take no more horse shit, we won’t take no more crap
Take your fucking psycho-meds and ram them up your ass
C-c-c-crazy call her cuckoo, call her lazy
Call her madder than a hatter,                                                                                                                                                                 
but you just don’t call her friend,
when the pills just maker her fatter
make her badder, make her sadder
when her life is all in tatters,
you can throw her in the slammer 
ask her what the hell’s the matter as she goes around the bend.
CHORUS:
C-c-c-crazy, l-l-l-lady, c-c-c-crazy, mad and bad.
C-c-c-crazy, l-l-l-lady, I ain’t nothing but a nomad
in the white-mans lab.

Oh, you know, you know, yes I know you know you know,
I’m nothing aint never been nothing, 
I ain’t never had a chance to be anything but nothing
I ain’t never been nothing, but a lonely nomad
in the white-coated doctors of psychiatry… 
lab

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