Little Lunatic

Let me go, I’m not crazy anymore, I’m just like you
A man with ears and eyes
Can’t you see, I am normal now for sure
I’m a boy who’s wearing red striped ties
I’m just a little lunatic with a caddledrum and a stick
I play the whole time the same old song
I’m just a little lunatic and my name it is not Rick
If you call me Rick — Then you are wrong
You are wrong
Let me go, I’m not the same as I was before
I changed my life — conversion of my mind
Can’t you see, this lonely life is such a bore
I’m no longer one of this mad kind
I’m not a little lunatic, no more playing with my stick
No more singing the same old song
I’m not a little lunatic, I will break out and then I will buy a pig
That I’ll call Elvis, cause you are wrong
You are wrong