Mad as a hatter
Stupid as a teapot
Trapped in a fools fur

Brain of sand
Thoughts of jelly
Trying to be a man

A grin of insanity
The face of a clown
Nobody knows his name

Walking along humming a tune
Which makes no sense at all
Maybe only to him

But the world needs a loser
People need to be entertained
Cause his antics create a stir

Stir crazy or just barking
Untouched by the sense of the common
But he still has a place on this earth