To the Funny Farm Lyrics

I'm on my way, I can feel it coming on
My brain's been strained of all reality
I'm on my way, to the funnyfarm
And when I go, I'll bring with me both of my bros
I've lost my way through this world of profanities
I thrive on the wind and the rain and the cold
I've lost my way through this world of profanities
And I'll not find it before I'm very old
I need reassurance that I'll always be insane
I want my teddy bear to lay on
And when I go, I'll be efficient at making ashtrays
And when I go, I'll do nothing but catch me moonrays

For I know what you don't know and I
See things you'll never see
And I've a different way of living, you know
And I've such a different frame of mind,
And so...
I'm on my way, to the funnyfarm
And when I go, I'll bring with me both of my bros