Madhouse
Madhouse... eeh?

We live like a family - not far from insanity
Some say that we've got it here - floating around
Good people with fine degrees - pat our backs and spank our knees
They think, we believe we're trees - oh, it can't be so

Come in to the madness - step in to my madness
Come in and never leave

This is the madhouse - but it's not a bad house, oh yea
This is the madhouse - but it's not a sad house, oh no
This is the madhouse - but it's not a bad house, oh yea
This is the madhouse - but it's not a sad house, oh no

They say if I work real hard - I could draw a winning card
And then I could walk the streets - like an ordinary man
I'd travel to Jupiter - meet the folks I left up there
And maybe I'll cut my nails - with a hand-grenade

Come in to my madness - step in to my madness
Come in - and never leave

Madhouse
Mad mad house...

This is the madhouse - but it's not a bad house, oh yea
This is the madhouse - but it's not a sad house, oh no
This is the madhouse - but it's not a bad house, oh yea
This is the madhouse - but it's not a sad house, oh no
This is the madhouse - but it's not a bad house, oh yea
This is the madhouse - but it's not a sad house, oh no
This is the madhouse