Chew on your pencil
Turn out the light
You sat in the kitchen
One of those nights

The prisoners were dressed up
Like ladies of old
While the juiciest tid-bits
Will never be told

The cannibal yacht, and electrified fence
Whatever the fuzz wants
Shoot, dead, or repent

It's mad, mad, mad
Yes, It's mad, mad, mad
Well, it's mad, mad, mad
Within reason

They slaughtered the mascot
They dressed for the feast
As they all sat in line
From the worst to the least
The music was simple
Went back to James Brown
They saw a mistress
They lowered her down

The gorgeousest costume
Was hung at half mast
As we all had a drink to his glorious past

It's mad, mad, mad
Yes, it's mad, mad, mad
Well, it's mad, mad, mad
Within reason

It's mad, mad, mad
Yes, it's mad, mad, mad
We " , it's mad, mad, mad
Within reason

Sin use and cop blues
Was clung to our lips
Crosses and pistols
Swung at our hips

I cried for my supper
I spat on a plate
While everyone tried to
Become what they hate

The interesting captain
A smile on his face
So proud of the changes
That he made to this place

Mad, mad, mad
Yes, it's mad, mad, mad
Well, it's mad, mad, mad
Within reason

Yes, it's mad, mad, mad
Yes, it's mad, mad, mad
Well, it's mad, mad, mad
Within reason