I still live in a room
In psychoville
Three square meals
Now 3 red pills.

Still have a room
In madnessville
Where we repeat
Repeat and time
Stands still.

Still have a room
In suicideville
Getting better
Don’t want to ****.

Visiting times in
Loonyviille
Still half past chicory
Till quarter to dill

I’ve got better
I don’t need a chair
Madness still lies
Between an apple
And a pear.