Goin' Nuts
(c) 2001
It might be that I'm going nuts
do you think that I'm OK
Cause I'd really like to leave this place
some bright and sunny day
For as long as I've been down now
it's really hard to tell
I might be goin' crazy
has my head began to fail
My cell is getting smaller
and my bodies feeling frail
don't know if I can last in here
I hope this isn't hell
As I walk the line each day
nothing's ever new
why can't they just let me go
my crime was not that cruel
They say that I can have a job
if I'm a real good boy
please tell me why I'd want to be
a servant for the coy
When I go out to the yard
I see a cat or two
they mingle with the inmates
but to none will they be true
The cats are surely crazy
to stay in such a place
so they must be just like me
a real true mental case
Could I be a bird so lite
and clever in the sky
and fly around so happy
never worry where I'll die
But the fence is all around me
and I think that I know why
it's because they think I'm goin' nuts
and doctors never lie
So as I sit here on my bed
inside my cozy cell
I float upon their little pills
that make me feel so well
I really must be going now
I hope I'm not a bore
but I fear I might be going nuts
and scared of what's in store
by Ricky D. McKean
(c) 2001
It might be that I'm going nuts
do you think that I'm OK
Cause I'd really like to leave this place
some bright and sunny day
For as long as I've been down now
it's really hard to tell
I might be goin' crazy
has my head began to fail
My cell is getting smaller
and my bodies feeling frail
don't know if I can last in here
I hope this isn't hell
As I walk the line each day
nothing's ever new
why can't they just let me go
my crime was not that cruel
They say that I can have a job
if I'm a real good boy
please tell me why I'd want to be
a servant for the coy
When I go out to the yard
I see a cat or two
they mingle with the inmates
but to none will they be true
The cats are surely crazy
to stay in such a place
so they must be just like me
a real true mental case
Could I be a bird so lite
and clever in the sky
and fly around so happy
never worry where I'll die
But the fence is all around me
and I think that I know why
it's because they think I'm goin' nuts
and doctors never lie
So as I sit here on my bed
inside my cozy cell
I float upon their little pills
that make me feel so well
I really must be going now
I hope I'm not a bore
but I fear I might be going nuts
and scared of what's in store
by Ricky D. McKean
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