Brain Damage

The lunatic is on the grass

The lunatic is on the grass

Remembering games and daisy chains and laughs

Gotta keep those loonies on the path

The lunatics are in the hall

The lunatics are in my hall

The paper holds their folded faces to the floor

And every day the paperboy brings more and more and more

And if the dam breaks open many years too soon

And if there is no room upon the hill

And if your head explodes with dartboard burdens too

I'll see you on the dark side of the moon

The lunatic is in my head

The lunatic is in my head

You raise the blade, you make the change

You rearrange me 'til I'm sane

You lock the door and throw away the key

There's someone in my head but it's not me

And if the cloud bursts, thunder in your ear

You shout and no one seems to hear

And if the band you're in starts playing different tunes

I'll see you on the dark side of the moon