Whatever happened to the funky race? A generation lost in pace, -Wasn't life supposed to be more than this? In this kiss I'll change your bore for my bliss But let go off my hand and it will slip out in the sand if you don't give me the chance to break down the walls of attitude, I ask nothing of you not even your gratitude And if you think I'm corny then it will not make me sorry it's your right to laugh at me and in turn, that's my opportunity to feel brave because ridicule is no shame oh it's just a way to eclipse hate it's just a way to put my back straight oh it's just a way to remain sane Every morning I would see her getting off the bus the picture never drops it's like a multicoloured snapshot stuck in my brain it kept me sane for a couple of years as it drenched my fears of becoming like the others who become unhappy mothers and fathers of unhappy kids And why is that? 'Cause they've forgotten how to play or maybe they're afraid to feel ashamed to seem strange to seem insane to gain weight to seem gay - I tell you this: That it takes a fool to remain sane Oh It takes a fool to remain sane Oh It takes a fool to remain sane Oh In this world all covered up in shame (-Oh, take it to the stage!) So, take it to the stage in a multicoloured jacket take it jackpot, crackpot, strutting like a peaco*k nailvarnish Arkansas shimmy-shammy featherboah crackpot haircut dye your hair in glowing red and blue, -Do, Do, Do! What you wanna do, Don't think twice, do what you have to do, Do, Do, Do, Do, let your heart decide what you have to do that's all there is to find Cause it takes a fool to remain sane, Oh It takes a fool to remain sane Oh In this world all covered up in shame Oh It takes a fool to remain sane, Oh It takes a fool to remain sane Oh It takes a fool to remain sane Oh In this world all covered up in shame -Oh, it takes a fool!..