Walkin' around this concrete garden. Viewing all in vain. Thinking why a dream. Is driving everyone insane. Then something will come. And make you feel. The master in control. Still you're picking up. And screwing anyone. Who's got a soul. I've been here. Far too long to remember. Sights and sounds. From this town of clowns. Makin' up dressin' up. Walkin' around. Thinkin' that you're Greta Garbos. I'm sorry my dears. But we only sat down. And laughed and laughed in sorrow. But it was you. That opened the door. And it's that we thank you for. Everyone insane .... Everyoneâ€™s insane. .