Song for Insane Times

People say that they want to be free

They look at him and they look at me

But it's only themselves they're wanting to see

And everybody knows about it

We talk all night and we're all turned on

Everybody heard him singing his song

Telling us there was work to be done

And we all sung the chorus of I Am the Walrus

Yes, Disneyland has come to town

Everyone's dressed and standing around

Alice is wearing her sexiest gown

But she doesn't want you to look at her

Beautiful people are queueing to drown

They wait for the lifeguard to put on his crown

But he's up at the other end of town

Trying to talk to the mirror

Scientist talks and he knows what he means

He sits on the floor and has beautiful dreams

Then he gets brought down by a woman who screams

But he knows it's only a record, oh, yes it is

His brave new girl stops feeding the ants

And looks at him with her septic pants

She still knows how to make him dance

And forget about emancipation, it's own imagination

And you and I, we sit and hug

We know something's got to come

To get us off our endless bum

There's probably one in the bathroom

Or in the hall