Pink Floyd - Brain Damage текст песни

The lunatic is on the grass.The lunatic is on the grass.Remembering games and daisy chains and laughs.Got to keep the loonies on the path.
The lunatic is in the hall.The lunatics are in my hall.The paper holds their folded faces to the floorAnd every day the paper boy brings more.
And if the dam breaks open many years too soonAnd if there is no room upon the hillAnd if your head explodes with dark forebodings tooI'll see you on the dark side of the moon.
The lunatic is in my head.The lunatic is in my headYou raise the blade, you make the changeYou re-arrange me 'til I'm sane.You lock the doorAnd throw away the keyThere's someone in my head but it's not me.
And if the cloud bursts, thunder in your earYou shout and no one seems to hear.And if the band you're in starts playing different tunesI'll see you on the dark side of the moon.
"I can't think of anything to say except...I think it's marvelous! HaHaHa!"