Far Side Of Crazy (Seven Days In Sammystown (1985)
I'm Pilate and Jesus And I wept when Lennon died Yet I envied his assailant When I visited the shrine I cried for all those Beatle Fans So old so quick they grow I follow the example to destroy What I love most
And I remain on the far side of crazy I remain the mortal enemy of man No hundred dollar cure will save me Can't stay a boy in no man's land
I once hid my lust for stardom Like a filthy magazine I stroked the shaft on my guitar And watched you on the screen I've become now what I wanted To be all along A psychopathic poet The Devil's bastard son
And I remain on the far side of crazy I remain the mortal enemy of man No hundred dollar cure will save me Can't stay a boy in no man's land
I shot an actor for an actress But he lived to make a joke Shot two other men who could have been The bodys of my folks I stagger toward the future I stagger day to day Plot revenge inside of darkness I am withering in pain
And I remain on the far side of crazy I remain the mortal enemy of man No hundred dollar cure will save me Can't stay a boy in no man's land