He's on a wave of lunacy
And he is going to stay up and enjoy the surf
If he stays up he'll get battered around and I
Hope he is like the Old Spice man cause staying up is tough
He can't even walk down the street
A-laughing to himself
Instead you must keep face or someone
Will take you to Hell
Why can't he laugh and skip
And go screaming down the street
We capture him with a net
Take him to the loony bin
Although he's happy not in pain
Sometimes I wonder is it we
Who are insane
You can't even trip on the path
When your halted by a glance
Next time if you get one
Do a cartwheel and pretend it's a dance
He's on a wave of lunacy
And he is going to stay up and enjoy the surf
Why can't he laugh and skip
And go screaming down the street
We capture him with a net
Take him to the loony bin
Although he's happy not in pain
Sometimes I wonder is it we
Who are insane
Are insane
For taking life so seriously
For halting the progress of simplicity
You're insane
You're insane
Why can't he laugh and skip
And go screaming down the street
We capture him with a net
Take him to the loony bin
Although he's happy not in pain
Sometimes I wonder is it we
Who are insane