Day after day they send my friends away
To mansions cold and grey to the far side of town
Where the thin men stalk the streets while the sane stay underground
Day after day they tell me I can go they tell me I can blow
To the far side of town where it's pointless to be high
For it's such a long way down, so I tell them that 
I can fly I will scream I will break my arm
I will do me harm

Here I stand foot in hand talking to my wall
I'm not quite right at all am I?
Don't set me free I'm as heavy as can be
Just my librium and me and my EST makes three

'Cause I'd rather stay here with all the madmen
Than perish with the sad men roaming free
And I'd rather play here with all the madmen
For I'm quite content they're all as sane as me

(Where can the horizon lie when a nation hides its organic minds
 In a cellar dark and grim they must be very dim)

Day after day they take some brain away
Then turn my face around to the far side of town 
And tell me that it's real then ask me how I feel

Here I stand foot in hand talking to my wall
I'm not quite right at all
Don't set me free I'm as helpless as can be
My libido's split on me gimme some good ole lobotomy

Zane zane zane ouvre le chien
Zane zane zane ouvre le chien
Zane zane zane ouvre le chien
Zane zane zane ouvre le chien