Words and Music by Ed Robertson & Tim Wilson



I climb the walls of my mind just like I'm climbing

on the jungle gym.

I am more than content with the

state of mind I am in.

'cause I am crazy just like you.

I am crazy just like you.



I don't think I need a rubber room, but that might be nice.

I'm not a manic depressive paranoid or schizophrenic

so I don't need your advice.

I am crazy just like you.

I am crazy just like you.



The lights are on but nobody's home

my elevator doesn't go to the top

I'm not playing with a full deck I've lost my marbles.

The lights are on but nobody's home

My elevator doesn't go to the top

I'm not playing with a full deck I've lost my marbles.



I'm a few bricks short of a load,

but a full load always hurt my back.

I flew over the cuckoo's nest and

I'm never ever coming back because

I am crazy just like you.

I am crazy just like you.

I am crazy