Who is the madman when he’s riding on a star
Who is the madman with the bomb inside his car
Tell me who are the madmen who are lost at sea
Well it ain’t me; Lord, it ain’t me

They took my knife away and they burned all my belongings
Didn’t have a chance to say with all the fighting and the brawling
Could’ve had my mind at stake but I couldn’t start to know it
Finally got the right way to play and my agent said he sold it

Who is the madman when he’s sad and all alone
Who is the madman when he’s to fight to keep his own
Tell me who are these madmen who keep us all below
They just want to let us know where we belong

They took my knife away and they burned all my belongings
Didn’t have a chance to say with all the fighting and the brawling
Could’ve had my mind at stake but I couldn’t start to know it
Finally got the right way to play and my agent said he sold it

I’ve been around the other side of town
I’ve never tried what the others found
To be a wondering exclusive erotic pleasure
For us all I won’t go down
Between the walls of here and now
Lovers battle for a piece of solitude
Among themselves so proud
To be a member of a well known crowd in school
Tell me teacher did I learn to live
Tell me teacher what you’ve got to give
Avenues of life never lead me back to the place I met my lover

I got my money made; placed it near my grave
Have I come this far to be a slave of hate
Realize the safety of your ideal world
Don’t let it take you down beyond what you have earned
Tell me teacher did I learn to live
Tell me teacher what you’ve got to give
Avenues of life never lead me back to the place I met my lover

Hangman coming to cheat your loving
Morning mother never could save me
Sense the humming of your cousin
With her mind away starting to feel me
I’m not able to see my girl
And it makes me fight

I go calling; I’m so rotten
Meditate upon a torpedo
Here too often to play the cousin
Run up and down the street – oh
There is nobody to move me out
And it makes me fight

Rush right back; rush right back
Rush right back to the limit

Masquerade your soul in hatred
Ask not for what you seek
Pretend the one above you is watching
As you lay your head to sleep
Come out to where the fairies are
To count them in the street
Although their actions are quite harmless
Their legacy’s to beat in the street where you sleep

Papayas growing in the midway
Guard your pennies well
Destroying fashion in the making
Head’s spinning – who can tell
Because what people have us buying
We take all in deep
Throw what you have found in the cellar
Of your casket where you sleep in the deep

I have found myself to be your antagonist
In this cold forgotten land
Prepare yourself for the end of the world
Quickly take me by the hand
Damn all these fools and all of their promises
Of propping up our stand
Deny them in the heat of call
And make them understand with our hand and say…I am