Twisted

My analyst told me
 That I was right out of my head
 The way he described it
 He said, "I'd be better dead than alive"
 I didn't listen to his jive
 I knew all along that he was all wrong
 And I knew that he thought
 I was crazy, but I'm not
 Don't know
 My analyst told me
 That I was right out of my head
 He said I need treatment
 But I'm not that easily led
 He said "I was the type that was most inclined"
 When out of his sight to be out of my mind
 And he thought I was nuts
 No more ifs or ands or buts
 They say as a child I appeared a little bit wild
 With all my crazy ideas
 But I knew what was happening, I knew I was a genius
 What's so strange when you know
 That you're a wizard at three?
 I knew that this was meant to be
 Now I heard little children were supposed to sleep tight
 That's why I got into the vodka one night
 My parents got frantic, didn't know what to do
 But I saw some crazy scenes before I came to
 Now do you think I was crazy?
 I may have been only three, but I was swinging
 They all laugh at angry young men
 They all laughed at Edison
 And also at Einstein
 So why should I feel sorry if they just couldn't understand
 The idiomatic logic that went on in my head
 I had a brain, it was insane
 Oh, they used to laugh at me when I refused to ride
 On all those double-decker buses
 All because there was no driver on the top
 Wait, no driver on the top?
 Men, the chick is twisted, crazy! It should be
 He flips cities
 My analyst told me
 That I was right out of my head
 But I said, "Dear doctor I think that it's you instead
 Because I, I got a thing that's unique and new
 To prove it, I'll have the last laugh on you
 'Cause instead of one head
 I got two
 And you know, two heads are better than one"