Up is down and down is up
And sideways thoughts assault me.
Babbling noises blast my ears
Devoid of rationality.

Chaos rules this mad house
As the time ticks slowly by
Accused of countless wicked things
That no one can deny.

It matters not who's nuts or sane
when 'ere those forces meet
For neither one can ever win
Nor can accept defeat.

It's all just utter madness
And it's just gone on and on.
And cannot, will not ever change
'Til one is out and gone.

Gone for good or just a week,
It's a damned fine change of pace
And I really need a holiday
That's miles from this place.

Contented days of sanity
Are waiting now for me.
Beyond a single wakeup past
A count of days just three.