I've been mad for [bad word] years, absolutely years. I've been over the edge for yonks. It's working with the band so long, I think...
I've always been mad, I know I've been mad, like the most of us are. It's very hard to explain why you're mad, even if you're not mad.

Breathe, breathe in the air
Don't be afraid to care
Leave but don't leave me
Look around and choose your own ground
For long you live and high you'll fly
And smiles you'll give and tears you'll cry
And all you touch and all you see
Is all your life will ever be
 [bad word]  run [bad word] 
Dig that hole, forget the sun,
And when at last the work is done
Don't sit down it's time to dig another one
For long you live and high you'll fly
But only if you ride the tide
Balanced on the biggest wave
You race towards an early grave.