My life is like a drag queen's dressing room My mind is like a prostitute's bed Bangles of plastic An old prophylactic I've got to be careful where I tread Fake diamond rings Unmentionable things And something fantastic in red It sparkles and spangles But lifelessly dangles It's all going on It's all going on All going on in my head I dress like a clown To go out on the town Leave the dishes to grease up the sink Wasting my time To glitz up my grime With a couple of pills and a drink Alone in my room It's a damp disco gloom Where all of my good times have fled I'd laugh if I could But to cry it feels good It's all going on It's all going on All going on in my head My life's incomplete Like a man in a dress Who's gone and forgotten the wig I'm not obsolete So to try and compete I make every small drama so big Tomorrow is calling And my face is falling Washed up on the floor left for dead The star of my movie WHere demons pursue me It's all going on in my head My life is like a drag queen's dressing room And it's only the show that I dread I don't want a friend They all leave in the end And it's usually coz of something I've said My world shrinks around me I'm not as you found me Most of my best friends are dead When the telephone rings Only sadness it brings It's all going on It's all going on All going on in my head In my head In my head It's all going on It's all going on All going on in my head