| Song | Method To My Madness |
| Artist | The Lords of the New Church |
| Album | The Anthology |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Bators, James | |
| I'm the picture of health | |
| I'm called the evil one | |
| We start a new religion | |
| Now the fun's begun | |
| Got the sex-beat from the Thunder T's | |
| Got voodoo from our stars | |
| We got a deadly weapon | |
| We call it Bri's guitar | |
| There's a method to my madness | |
| It's something only time will tell | |
| There's a method to my madness | |
| Look inside my hell | |
| When we got a message | |
| They try and stop our song | |
| Subliminal suggestions | |
| You learned to play along | |
| Once I lit a cigarette | |
| They threw me in a cell | |
| I think the hotel's burning | |
| I hear those siren's yell | |
| There's a method to my madness | |
| It's something only time will tell | |
| There's a method to my madness | |
| Look inside my hell | |
| Said we should be nice boys Like all those other wimps | |
| I talk about conspiricies Then you crack the whip | |
| "Well boy, you better shut your mouth You can't afford to bail | |
| Now don't go telling secrets, This record's gotta sell" | |
| There's a method to my madness | |
| It's something only time will tell | |
| There's a method to my madness | |
| Look inside my hell |
| zuo qu : Bators, James | |
| I' m the picture of health | |
| I' m called the evil one | |
| We start a new religion | |
| Now the fun' s begun | |
| Got the sexbeat from the Thunder T' s | |
| Got voodoo from our stars | |
| We got a deadly weapon | |
| We call it Bri' s guitar | |
| There' s a method to my madness | |
| It' s something only time will tell | |
| There' s a method to my madness | |
| Look inside my hell | |
| When we got a message | |
| They try and stop our song | |
| Subliminal suggestions | |
| You learned to play along | |
| Once I lit a cigarette | |
| They threw me in a cell | |
| I think the hotel' s burning | |
| I hear those siren' s yell | |
| There' s a method to my madness | |
| It' s something only time will tell | |
| There' s a method to my madness | |
| Look inside my hell | |
| Said we should be nice boys Like all those other wimps | |
| I talk about conspiricies Then you crack the whip | |
| " Well boy, you better shut your mouth You can' t afford to bail | |
| Now don' t go telling secrets, This record' s gotta sell" | |
| There' s a method to my madness | |
| It' s something only time will tell | |
| There' s a method to my madness | |
| Look inside my hell |
| zuò qǔ : Bators, James | |
| I' m the picture of health | |
| I' m called the evil one | |
| We start a new religion | |
| Now the fun' s begun | |
| Got the sexbeat from the Thunder T' s | |
| Got voodoo from our stars | |
| We got a deadly weapon | |
| We call it Bri' s guitar | |
| There' s a method to my madness | |
| It' s something only time will tell | |
| There' s a method to my madness | |
| Look inside my hell | |
| When we got a message | |
| They try and stop our song | |
| Subliminal suggestions | |
| You learned to play along | |
| Once I lit a cigarette | |
| They threw me in a cell | |
| I think the hotel' s burning | |
| I hear those siren' s yell | |
| There' s a method to my madness | |
| It' s something only time will tell | |
| There' s a method to my madness | |
| Look inside my hell | |
| Said we should be nice boys Like all those other wimps | |
| I talk about conspiricies Then you crack the whip | |
| " Well boy, you better shut your mouth You can' t afford to bail | |
| Now don' t go telling secrets, This record' s gotta sell" | |
| There' s a method to my madness | |
| It' s something only time will tell | |
| There' s a method to my madness | |
| Look inside my hell |