I'm going mad, I'm barking, yes,
I'm cracked, I'm gone, I'm crazy.
I've lost the plot, I'm round the twist
My mind's disturbed and hazy.
I'm wacky, bonkers, buggy, daft,
Unbalanced and psychotic.
Were I not so irrational.
I'd hate to be chaotic.
But when I'm dead you all will see
Twas genius that flawed me
You'll lay bright flowers on my tomb
And wish you'd all adored me.