Brain Damage — текст песни (Pink Floyd)

The lunatic is on the grass.The lunatic is on the grass.Remembering
games and daisy chains and laughs.Got to keep the loonies on
the path.
The lunatic is in the hall.The lunatics are in my hall.The paper
holds their folded faces to the floorAnd every day the paper
boy brings more.
And if the dam breaks open many years too soonAnd if there is
no room upon the hillAnd if your head explodes with dark forebodings
tooI`ll see you on the dark side of the moon.
The lunatic is in my head.The lunatic is in my headYou raise
the blade, you make the changeYou re-arrange me `til I`m sane.You
lock the doorAnd throw away the keyThere`s someone in my head
but it`s not me.
And if the cloud bursts, thunder in your earYou shout and no
one seems to hear.And if the band you`re in starts playing different
tunesI`ll see you on the dark side of the moon.
I can`t think of anything to say except...I think it`s marvelous! HaHaHa!