Mad, mad, mad, mad The only state of mind you had Blue, blue, blue, blue What it is to live with you
An alien in my bed Spaceships in your head I'm stifled in the sheets Blown in disbelief from all the stupid thigns you've said Red, red, red, red Alarm bells in my head Sad, sad, sad, sad All the things we could have had The neighbours think we're all dead now, baby In slience we can almost touch Terrifed to speak Bony-legged freaks Always in but out to lunch Green, green, green, green Taken home but sold unseen Grey, grey, grey, grey Who you gonna be today? Alice through the looking glass Popping pills and smoking grass you're searching through my pockets Tearing out your hair I love you but your locket's bare