To The Funny Farm

i'm on my way

i can feel it coming on

my brain's been strained of all reality

i'm on my way

to the funnyfarm

and when i go i'll bring with me

both of my bros

i've lost my way

through this world of profanities and

i thrive on the wind and the rain and the cold

i've lost my way

through this world of profanities

and i'll not find it before i'm very old

i need reassurance that i'll always be insane

i want my teddy bear to lay on

and when i go

i'll be efficient at making ashtrays

when i go

i'll do nothing but catch me moonrays

For I know what you don't know

And I see things you'll never see

And I've a different way of living you know

And I've such a different frame of mind

And

so...

i'm on my way

to the funnyfarm

and when i go i'll bring with me

both of my bros