Bless The Mad Ones (Live At The Olympia Theatre)

[Intro: Spoken]
This song is for all the mad people in the audience. For it's only the mad ones that interest me. People that are mad to live, mad to love, mad to know, mad to grow. Bless the mad ones!

[Verse 1]
Have you ever heard of anyone who took the soup?
I'm standing over a pot of mesmeric stew
My reflection reflecting, well he claps with one hand
I return in kind with a constellation of smiles
I see a girl approaching, she wears a high vis vest
Shе takes the Star of David and she holds it to hеr breast
I think you are mistaken
No I'm not the one you seek
But I've been living in his body now for the best part of a week

[Chorus]
Bless all the mad ones
I am a mad man
Mad to live
Mad to love
Mad to know
Mad to grow
Madness is passion and passion bears fruit
Eat all the apples and swallow the pips

[Verse 2]
Listen, have you read the bylaws?
Well I've kicked the goodbye laws off the back of a stranger's hand in the phoenix park after dark
Weeping ash falls from eyelids
Bathe in the flame
Redeem your family's name
Well the reprimanded liar takes the star down from the plough
Throws his hands around the pint glass and drinks to the health of the fattened cow
And then the hyperactive hard man sends these words out laced with venom
But we all laugh in his direction because he's wearing double denim

[Chorus]
Bless all the mad ones
I am a mad man
Mad to live
Mad to love
Mad to know
Mad to grow
Madness is passion and passion bears fruit
Eat all the apples and swallow the pips

[Bridge]
Take me to the place where all the great songs go to die so I may learn the righteous rattlings off by heart and call them mine
Listening to the whisperings of the ghosts in the machine, I'll transcribe the holy word from the fertile mind of the barren queen
Take me to the place where all the great songs go to die so I may learn the righteous rattlings off by heart and call them mine
Listening to the whisperings of the ghosts in the machine, I'll transcribe the holy word from the fertile mind of the barren queen
Take me to the place where all the great songs go to die so I may learn the righteous rattlings off by heart and call them mine
Listening to the whisperings of the ghosts in the machine, I'll transcribe the holy word from the fertile mind
Of the barren queen

[Interlude]
Sí do mhaimeo í, 'sí do mhaimeo í
Sí do mhaimeo í, cailleach an airgid
Sí do mhaimeo í, ó Bhail' Iorrais Mhóir í
'S chuir-feadh sí cóistí 'r bhóithre Chois Fharraige
Measann tú bpósfa, measann tú 'bpósfa
Measann tú bpósfa, cailleach an airgid
Measann tú bpósfa, measann tú 'bpósfa
Measann tú bpósfa, cailleach an airgid
Sí do mhaimeo í, 'sí do mhaimeo í
Sí do mhaimeo í, cailleach an airgid
Sí do mhaimeo í, ó Bhail' Iorrais Mhóir í
'S chuir-feadh sí cóistí 'r bhóithre Chois Fharraige

Bless them all
Bless them all, the long and the short, the tall
Bless them all
Bless them all now

[Chorus]
Bless all the mad ones
I am a mad man
Mad to live
Mad to love
Mad to grow
Mad to know
Madness is passion and passion bears fruit
Eat all the apples and swallow the pips

Thank you!