Then you won't mind my adding my own favorite bit of Floydism --
The lunatic is on the grass The lunatic is on the grass Remembering games and daisy chains and laughs Got to keep the loonies on the path
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The lunatic is in my head The lunatic is in my head You raise the blade, you make the change You re-arrange me 'till I'm sane You lock the door And throw away the key There's someone in my head but it's not me.
That whole track amazes me since I know someone who had his brain rearranged back in the days when this was considered an appropriate treatment for mental problems.