I run around the room,
I can’t sit still, oh well.
I need a lot of help.
I must sane.

The people at the funny farm,
Knocked at my door tonight.
Look what’s coming for me.
I must be sane.

I must be sane,
I must be sane.
I wear a strait jacket
twenty four seven.
I visit the funny farm every day.
I’m on shock therapy,
I must be sane.

Something is wrong all right,
I can’t stop screaming all-night.
I keep the neighbor’s up.
I must be sane.

Screaming is my specialty.
People wear ear plugs.
Oh, what else can it be?
I must be sane.

(Chorus to end)
I must be sane,
I must be sane.
I wear a strait jacket
twenty four seven.
I visit the funny farm every day.
I’m on shock therapy,
I must be sane.