Suppose you' re sick of being dull,
Distraught that you may not be special.
There' s a way you can transform
[Your nuclide cells of brandy wall?]
Into a charming social storm
By hearing words of wise advice that:
Everybody loves a loony!
Loonies are so bad.
Everybody loves a loony.
Loonies are so mad.
Loonies have so much attention,
They must intrigue where you' re ignored.
People even think they' re good at--
Now you' ve realized your state
As disregarded social castrate,
You yearn the golden glare of
Conversational
Risen so the mob can stare
By hearing words of wise advice:
Everybody loves a loony!
Loonies are so bad.
Everybody loves a loony.
Loonies are so mad.
Loonies have so much attention,
They must intrigue while you' re ignored.
People even think they' ve got big--
But if you' re scared of being mentally unwell,
Just you relax, there' s no need for a padded cell
To be loopy, you don' t need to break your brain
The trick is to remain inane while seeming so insane
Everybody loves a loony
Everybody loves a loony.
Everybody loves a loony...
Are you smug that you are plain
But dropped the tedium and gained
What you believe to be a charm
And others saw a (hectic?) phony
Irritating wacky smarm
From this hearing wise advice that:
Everybody loathes a loony.
Everyone knows that!
Everybody loathes a loony.
Loonies are such pratts.
Looneys have so much attention,
They irritate, can' t be ignored.
Loonies leave you--
Bored.