Slade
I’m Mad
I get strange exotic dreams, with such strange erotic scenes, gonna sleep all day
I get notions by the score, most of them against the law, do them anyway
So I took a trip to see Kane's Xanadu
'Cause at the time there wasn't very much to do
I think I'm comin' down, comin' down

I get weird imaginin's about all different kinds of things, but I always try
To get fantasising thoughts, maybe Bardot in her shorts, like a natural guy
So I took a trip to Tutankhamen's tomb
He was alone and said he hoped I'd come back soon

I'm mad, this poundin' in my brain, will somebody explain the way back to reality?
Hey you, you keep your nose so clean, your mind is so obscene, you'll find another change in me
I think I'm comin' down (Ooh), lookin' straight ahead (I think I'm comin' down)
The room is spinnin' 'round, them blues have knocked me dead, yeah-yeah yeah-yeah

(I'm goin' mad, out of my head, I'm goin' mad)
'Cause now I've given back the top hat to Astaire
Oh, not that I expected you to really care

I'm mad, this poundin' in my brain, will somebody explain the way back to reality?
Hey you, you keep your nose so clean, your mind is so obscene, you'll find another change in me
I think I'm comin' down (I think I'm comin' down), lookin' straight ahead (Goin' out my head)
The room is spinnin' 'round, them blues have knocked me dead, yeah-yeah yeah-yeah yeah-yeah-yeah

(I'm goin' mad, out of my head, I'm goin' mad) Yeah-yeah yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeahhh
(I'm goin' mad, out of my head, I'm goin' mad)