Текст песни Insane

Hey there!

Said the man with the can of diet cola in his hand

Hey yeah!

Laughed the lodger pulling on a big fat roll up spurting

Flames

He's weird!

Bitched the girl with the curl about the guy who was just

Shy

I'm there!

Huffed the loner with the boner special magazines and

Beer

Oh, what do you all know?

I think I'm getting old

'Cos I question what I'm told

Yes, cynically I'm bold

But I listen to my flies

So if you think I'm insane

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It's just my thoughts are free

Have fear!

Preached the priest to his sheep in the house of love and

Peace

Bye dear!

Quacked the camp little tramp as she up'd and left the

Mass

Poor mare'

Smirked the pianist to his dearest though he loved that

Feline stare

Be scared!

Said the papers to the nations about the bombs that were

Not there

Hey there

Sang the hippy with the trippy little guitar in his arms

There's some real mother fuckers

In this world so leave the others!