The lunatic is on the grass

the lunatic is on the grass

remembering games, daisy chains and laughs

got to keep the loonies on the path

the lunatic is in my home

the lunatics are in my home

the paper holds their frozen faces to the floor

and every day the paperboy brings more

And if the dam breaks open many years too soon

if there is no room upon the hill

and if your head explodes with dark forbodings too

i see you on the dark side of the moon

oooooooh

The lunatic is in my head

the lunatic is in my head

you raised the blade, you make a change

you rearranged me till i'm sane

you lock the door and throwed away the key

there's someone in my head, but it's not me

And if the cloud bursts thunder in your ear

you shout and no one seems to hear

and if the band you're in starts playing different tunes

i see you on the dark side of the moon

oooooooh