Step inside, the curtain’s drawn, Clap your hands, the play goes on. Call it art or call it crime, Just know that you're welcome to my.... (paradise). Silver masks and velvet chains, Actors lost in their charades. Every role I play’s askew, But I always steal the view. Costumes hide what truth denies, Every fool is in disguise. realize... I'm a bit coo-coo crazy?! I'm not a field full o' blooming Daisies I can show YOU, I am FULL of badness because every show has it's curtained madness! Audience claps, they never know, Every grin hides undertow. Lines I twist with sharpened wit, They don’t see the edge of it. Spotlight burns, the stage is mine, Balancing on a crooked line. Cheers erupt, but I just grin, Madness always wins within. Spotlight burns but I won’t fall, I’ll keep laughing through it all. I'm a bit coo-coo crazy?! I'm not a field full o' blooming Daisies I can show YOU, I am FULL of badness because every show has it's curtained madness! ("Holy shi...") Tear the script, I’ll improvise, Madness wears the best disguise. Curtain drops, applause still loud, I’m the truth they can’t unshroud. When the lights fade, silence stays, Yet the echo feeds my plays. Every laugh’s a broken thread, But I’ll perform until I’m dead. Realized... I'm a bit coo-coo crazy?! I'm not a field full o' blooming Daisies I can show YOU, I am FULL of badness because every show has it's curtained madness!
