Jun 25, 2007 10:00
So lately, as I look back on the previous week, or even the previous day, things are all a bit blurry. Like a twisted combo of the movies: Momento and The Jacket. Things happen and then later it doesn't seem to be real. On the other hand I'll dream something so vividly that there is no doubt in my mind that it actually happened... until I tell someone and they have no idea what I'm talking about.
I'm going slightly mad
I'm going slightly mad
It finally happened - happened
It finally happened - ooh oh
It finally happened
I'm slightly mad
Oh dear
I'm one card short of a full deck
I'm not quite the shilling
One wave short of a shipwreck
I'm not my usual top billing
I'm coming down with a fever
I'm really out to sea
This kettle is boiling over
I think I'm a banana tree
Oh dear
I'm going slightly mad
I'm going slightly mad
It finally happened - happened
It finally happened - uh huh
It finally happened
I'm slightly mad
Oh dear
Ooh ooh ah ah
Ooh ooh ah ah
I'm knitting with only one needle
Unraveling fast it's true
I'm driving only three wheels these days
But my dear how about you