My skin is itching
All I can do is scratch
They keep on niggling
Maybe I'm insane
'Cause I refuse it
They nearly got me down
They're shaking their heads
They feel that I'm insane
And does it matter?
Who is right or wrong?
I look for something
Before I go insane
To be like they say
I lose my something grin
And then I'll know
What it is to be insane
I'm getting (fucking) older
But still I'm hanging on
The world gets weirder
Or maybe I'm insane
