Going Crazy

There's a road to the right

Where the day is all night

And you sleep on the wrong side of bed

And you joke and you game

And you might change your name

And the things that you say have been said

Going crazy is it really getting late

Crazy who is there to aggravate

If you go crazy too

You can join the crazy few

There's a house at the top

Where believe it or not

There's a girl who wears nothing but fruit

And the light's never on

'Cause the ceiling has gone

And the butler he's deaf and he's mute

Going crazy is it really getting late

Crazy who is there to aggravate

If you go crazy too

You can join the crazy few

There's a girl in my mind

And she lives in the pine

By the light of the silvery moon

Where the fiddle does play

And the cats are all stray

And so who ran away with the spoon

Going crazy is it really getting late

Crazy who is there to aggravate

If you go crazy too

You can join the crazy few

(Going crazy) (x11)