Whatever happened to the funky race?

A generation lost in pace,

-Wasnīt life supposed to be more than this?

In this kiss Iīll change your bore for my bliss

But let go of my hand and it will slip out in the sand if you donīt give me the chance

to break down the walls of attitude,

I ask nothing of you

not even your gratitude



And if you think Iīm corny

then it will not make me sorry

itīs your right to laugh at me

and in turn, thatīs my oppurtunity

to feel brave

Because ridicule is no shame

itīs just a way to eclipse hate

itīs just a way to put my back straight

itīs just a way to remain sane



Every morning I would see her getting off the bus the picture never drops

itīs like a multicoloured snapshot stuck in my brain

it kept me sane for a couple of years

as it drenched my fears

of becoming like the others

who become unhappy mothers

and fathers of unhappy kids

And why is that?

īCause theyīve forgotten how to play

maybe theyīre afraid to feel ashamed

to seem strange

to seem insane

to seem gay

to gain weight

- I tell you this:



That it takes a fool to remain sane

It takes a fool to remain sane

It takes a fool to remain sane

In this world all covered up in shame

(-Oh, take it to the stage!)



So, take it to the stage in a multicoloured jacket take it jackpot, crackpot,

strutting like a peacock

nailvarnish Arkansas

shimmy-shammy featherboah crackpot haircut

dye your hair in glowing red and blue,



-Do, Do, Do! What you wanna do, Donīt think twice, do what you have to do,

Do, Do, Do, let your heart decide what you have to do thatīs all there is to find

Cause it takes a fool to remain sane,

Oh,It takes a fool to remain sane

It takes a fool to remain sane

In this world all covered up in shame

It takes a fool to remain sane,

It takes a fool to remain sane

It takes a fool to remain sane

In this world all covered up in shame

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