crazy

i spoke to the bug
and the bug talked back
and the blob and the baby
with a big red tack
fly away said the bug
or you'll land on your back
and the guzzle takes your baby
and the people take your pills
and the world's a downward spiral
and you'll live inside a ward
and your nurse will feed you twice a day
through a slot in the door
and insane will be the label
that the people love to shout
it reverberates inside your head
in the prison you have built