At school they told me I was bright, a real smart kid.
At home my father would give me a cuff upside the back of my head
"Goddammit Bobby, get your head outta the fuckin' clouds."
But I liked the fuckin' clouds
Downtown I saw a man dressed like a girl, singing on the street as loud as he could.
My mother said "That man's a genius, he's too smart for his own good. That's what happens to really smart people Bobby. Sometimes they go mad."
So I became a madman
Nobody expects too much from a madman