My head is spinning, round and round.
The room is making, a funny sound.
I see many thing's, in my darkened path.
Death will come, from water in a bath.

My eyes will squint, at the brightness of the sun.
I must get away, from this place I must run.
They strap me down, until I scream.
This place is a nightmare, instead of a dream.

And so I break free, and run through the night.
Over the fence, as I run out of sight.
They will never find me, I know that's true.
I will flap my arms, and fly into the blue.

They say I am crazy, but that's not it at all.
When I get to a phone, E.T. I will call.
They say I am nuts, but they don't know.
I'm just a little different, and I like to let it show.

They hunt me down, dogs sniff out the way.
When they snap at me and growl, I think it's time to play.
I get thrown down to the ground, until I can't see.
They strap me up, and give me drugs, I'm happy as can be.