There's a road to the right Where the day is all night And you sleep on the wrong side of bed And you joke and you game And you might change your name And the things that you say have been said Going crazy is it really getting late Crazy who is there to aggravate If you go crazy too You can join the crazy few There's a house at the top Where believe it or not There's a girl who wears nothing but fruit And the light's never on 'Cause the ceiling has gone And the butler he's deaf and he's mute Going crazy is it really getting late Crazy who is there to aggravate If you go crazy too You can join the crazy few There's a girl in my mind And she lives in the pine By the light of the silvery moon Where the fiddle does play And the cats are all stray And so who ran away with the spoon Going crazy is it really getting late Crazy who is there to aggravate If you go crazy too You can join the crazy few (Going crazy) (x11)