Tuesday, January 25, 2011

All The Madmen

Regarding this video, I'll just say that it has multiple levels of meaning. If you get them, great. If you don’t, that’s fine too. But you should probably read more.



Day after day
They send my friends away
To mansions cold and gray

To the far side of town
Where the thin men stalk the streets
While the sane stay underground

Day after day
They tell me I can go
They tell me I can blow
To the far side of town

Where it's pointless to be high
For it's such a long way down

So I tell them that,
I can fly, I will scream,
I will break my arm
I will do me harm

Here I stand, foot in hand,
talking to my wall
I'm not quite right at all...am I?

Don't set me free, I'm as heavy as can be
Just my Librium and me
And my E.S.T. makes three

'Cause I'd rather stay here
With all the madmen
Than perish with
the sadmen roaming free

And I'd rather play here
With all the madmen
For I'm quite content
they're all as sane
As me

Day after day
They take some brain away
They turn my face around
To the far side of town

And tell me that it's real
Then ask me how I feel

Here I stand, foot in hand
talking to my wall
I'm not quite right at all

Don't set me free,
I'm as helpless as can be
My libidos split on me
Gimme some good 'ole lobotomy

'Cause I'd rather stay here
With all the madmen
Than perish with the sadmen
Roaming free

And I'd rather play here
With all the madmen
For I'm quite content
They're all as sane as me

Zane, Zane, Zane
Ouvre le Chien

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