Tekster: Oingo Boingo. Pain.

Welcome to my little world completely self-contained, yeah
Your problems they will soon be gone we soak up
Soak up, soak up lots of pain, yeah

If life is a reflecting pool then we are like a sponge, yeah
Absorbing the good with the bad we soak up, soak it up

So give me all your troubled thoughts
And baggage you can?t handle, no
We?ll gladly take it off your back we soak up
Soak up, soak up lots of pain, yeah

Is it any wonder now everybody goes insane
Everybody locks the door to keep out any strangers
Everybody?s all pent up, everybody?s got short fuse
Getting ready to blow up, we live in so much danger

Boys and girls in a line come and get your big reward
Your?re not too late just in time
Just put your hand on mine you?re mine, you?re mine

When everybody has gone to bed
Ooh, and children are asleep, yeah
I sit up late and watch TV and soak up
Soak up, soak up lots of pain, yeah

Little junior on the bus his notebook by his side, yeah
He hardly ever makes a fuss, he soaks up so much pain

We?ve traveled far this monkey and me
Ooh, by airplane boat and train, yeah
We?re here to eat up all your sins and soak up
Soak up, soak up all your pain, yeah

Is it any wonder now everybody goes insane
Everybody locks the door to keep out any strangers
Everybody?s all pent up, everybody?s got short fuse
Getting ready to blow up, we live in so much danger

Boys and girls in a line come and get your big reward
Your?re not too late just in time
Just put your hand on mine you?re mine, you?re mine

Boys and girls of every creed, religion and persuasion, no
It?s time to get up off your knees we soak up soak it up
So open the door and let me in, don?t question who I am, no
Just shake my hand and give me your name we soak up soak it up
We soak up soak it up, soak up soak it up, soak up soak it up