Mad Trist Fortune Favours Fools
Running to the exit door
Can't stand the sight of this horror show, oh no
The doorman takes my ticket and
invites me gently to come through
I'm on a breakdown baby it blows my mind
From time to time I need to go blind
A daft man, a daft man
There is no sanity in being sane
I'm going back the way I came
Riding on my carousel
The city lights spin circles in the sky, oh my
Dancing in the pouring rain,
Nothing can stop me now I'm raving, raving
A little left of center, broken loose
I've heard that fortune favors fools
It pays off, it pays off
Living a dream about reality
In my universe of lunacy
A little left of center, broken loose
I've heard that fortune favors fools
It pays off, it pays off
Living a dream about reality
In my universe of lunacy
