I'm a sick person and I should

Probably seek professional help,

But I can't afford it

Cause I'm living in a cardboard box.

I lifted up my flap

And glanced up to the sky,

Lucky for me I don't believe my eyes.

If these voices don't stop,

If these voices don't stop

Im gonna go crazy, uh-huh,

Im crazy, uh-huh.

Its a story been told

A thousand times, at least I think so.

I don't know, my memory's gone.

I used to be a respected man,

They came from miles around just to see me.

But I got caught with my pants down

Now they don't want me on T.V.

If these voices don't stop,

If these voices don't stop

Im gonna go crazy, uh-huh,

Im crazy, uh-huh.

My best friend's a street kid,

Sometimes he brings me some food.

He says I remind him of his old man.

They said I'd never make it in this world,

But I proved them wrong; I made it, I lost it now I'm gone.

If these voices don't stop,

If these voices don't stop

Im gonna go crazy, uh-huh,

Im crazy, uh-huh.

A wasted mind is a terrible thing to lose,

Or so I've been told.

A wasted mind is a terrible thing to lose.

Wasted.

Lyrics reprinted by permission. All rights reserved.

All songs © 1995 The Big Cigar Theory Music