Ellen Foley
Ellen Foley
Ellen Foley
Ellen Foley
Ellen Foley
Ellen Foley
Ellen Foley
Ellen Foley
Ellen Foley
Ellen Foley
Ellen Foley
Ellen Foley
Some go mad from sex and drugs
Some from unrequited love
Some go crazy from rock and roll
But you’re born with madness in your soul
We all live on a mighty thin line
When you think you’ve lost your mind
You might call it insanity
I call it being all that you can be
Some say madness will start in your brain
And spread through your body like a runaway train
Some go mad around the hips and torso
But when you’re mad you’re just you, only more so
We all live on a mighty thin line
When you think you’ve lost your mind
You might call it insanity
I call it being all that you can be
All it takes is a little bitty nudge
Even if you think you’re sober as a judge
You’re already more than halfway crazy
Just waiting to go oopsy daisy
Some go mad by slow degrees
Till one day they’re shooting up the Tastee Freeze
Some go mad behind the wheel of a car
And some never figure out how crazy they are
We all live on a mighty thin line
When you think you’ve lost your mind
You might call it insanity
I call it being all that you can be
Madness was written by Paul Foglino.
Madness was produced by Eric Ambel.