How sweet to be an idiot As harmless as a cloud Too small to hide the sun Almost poking fun At the warm, but insecure, untidy crowd How sweet to be an idiot And dip my brain in joy Children laughing at my back With no fear of attack As much retaliation as a toy How sweet to be an idiot How sweet.. I tip-toe down the street Smile at everyone I meet But suddenly a scream Smashes through my dream Fee-Fi-Fo-Fom I smell the blood of an asylum Fee-Fi-Fo-Fom I smell the blood of an asylum Hey you You're such a pedant You got as much brain as a dead ant As much imagination as a caravan site But I still love you Still love you How sweet To be an idiot How sweet How sweet How sweet