You’d have to be ca-ra-zy to care about a song
But many people do it proves they’re whacked
The reader’s small attention will cause meaning’s prevention
Attempt to make them grow they’ll feel attacked
So, mommy call the shrink I must be sick
I care about a song I’m a lunatic
Everything around me seems moronic and obscene
I think about it daily but I don’t know what it means
A futuristic vision brings the answer in my dreams
Maybe I should just watch NASCAR and drink Bud
You’d have to be ca-ra-zy to care about the Earth
But many people to it proves they’re mad
Corruption and pollution for which there’s no solution
Compulsively destroying all we had
So, mommy call the shrink I must be sick
I care about the Earth I’m a lunatic
Everything around me seems moronic and obscene
I think about it daily but I don’t know what it means
A futuristic vision brings the answer in my dreams
Maybe I should buy some shares of Exxon, too
You’d have to be ca-ra-zy to care about yourself
But many people do it proves they’re boobs
There is no real salvation from life’s abominations
So everybody sits and watches tubes
So, mommy call the shrink I must be sick
I care about myself I’m a lunatic
Everything around me seems moronic and obscene
I think about it daily but I don’t know what it means
A futuristic vision brings the answer in my dreams
Maybe I should shave my head and join a cult
You’d have to be ca-ra-zy to care about a girl
But many people do it proves they’re lost
This rapt infatuation just brings about frustration
As no one seems to want to pay love’s cost
So, mommy call the shrink I must be sick
I care about a girl I’m a lunatic
Everything around me seems moronic and obscene
I think about it daily but I don’t know what it means
A futuristic vision brings the answer in my dreams
Maybe I should just accept and be myself
You'd have to be ca-ra-zy to try to care at all
But many people do it and it's OK
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