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
