All The Madmen
Day after day,They send my friends awayTo mansions cold and grey,To the far side of townWhere the thin men stalk the streetsWhile the sane stay underground
Day after day,They tell me I can go,They tell me I can blowTo the far side of town,Where it's pointless to be high'Cause it's such a long way down
So I tell them thatI can fly, I will scream,I will break my armI will do me harmHere I stand,foot in hand,talking to my wall,I'm not quite right at all... am I?
Don't set me free, I'm as heavy as can beJust my librium and me,And my E.S.T. makes three
'Cause I'd rather stay hereWith all the madmenThan perish with the sadmen roaming free,And I'd rather play hereWith all the madmen,For I'm quite content they're all as saneAs me
(Where can the horizon lieWhen a nation hidesIts organic mindsIn a cellar... dark and grim,They must be very dim)
Day after dayThey take some brain away,Then turn my face aroundTo the far side of town,And tell me that it's realThen ask me how I feel
Here I stand,foot in hand,talking to my wall,I'm not quite right at all
Don't set me free,I'm as helpless as can be,My libido's split on me,Give me some good 'ole lobotomy
'Cause I'd rather stay hereWith all the madmenThan perish with the sadmenRoaming free,And I'd rather play hereWith all the madmen,For I'm quite contentThey're all as sane as me
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