To the funny farm

i'm on my way
i can feel it coming on
my brain's been strained of all reality

i'm on my way
to the funnyfarm
and when i go i'll bring with me
both of my bros

i've lost my way
through this world of profanities and
i thrive on the wind and the rain and the cold
i've lost my way
through this world of profanities
and i'll not find it before i'm very old

i need reassurance that i'll always be insane
i want my teddy bear to lay on
and when i go
i'll be efficient at making ashtrays
when i go
i'll do nothing but catch me moonrays

For I know what you don't know
And I see things you'll never see
And I've a different way of living you know
And I've such a different frame of mind
And

so...

i'm on my way
to the funnyfarm
and when i go i'll bring with me
both of my bros