I'm a sick person and I should
Probably seek professional help,
But I can't afford it
Cause I'm living in a cardboard box.
I lifted up my flap
And glanced up to the sky,
Lucky for me I don't believe my eyes.
If these voices don't stop,
If these voices don't stop
Im gonna go crazy, uh-huh,
Im crazy, uh-huh.
Its a story been told
A thousand times, at least I think so.
I don't know, my memory's gone.
I used to be a respected man,
They came from miles around just to see me.
But I got caught with my pants down
Now they don't want me on T.V.
If these voices don't stop,
If these voices don't stop
Im gonna go crazy, uh-huh,
Im crazy, uh-huh.
My best friend's a street kid,
Sometimes he brings me some food.
He says I remind him of his old man.
They said I'd never make it in this world,
But I proved them wrong; I made it, I lost it now I'm gone.
If these voices don't stop,
If these voices don't stop
Im gonna go crazy, uh-huh,
Im crazy, uh-huh.
A wasted mind is a terrible thing to lose,
Or so I've been told.
A wasted mind is a terrible thing to lose.
Wasted.
Lyrics reprinted by permission. All rights reserved.
All songs © 1995 The Big Cigar Theory Music
