The Madness of Lee Scratch Perry

Madness!
 Well they're spying on me from the tape recorders
 All the people say I'm out of order
 I've been sent to Earth from outer space
 As a warning to the human race
 Well the dogs are howling at the moon
 And an orchestra is out of tune
 I've got a blue guitar
 And I'm driving in my car to Abyssinia
 'Cause life over there is better by far
 From Philadelphia to Jamaica
 I'm sick to the death of the way things are
 I'm over the abyss, can't take much more of this
 Don't want to kill myself you see there's too much risk
 The pills don't work, the gun might miss
 They say schizophrenia's a fine madness
 And I'm sad to say I'm on my way
 I won't be back for many a day
 Well the bank is stealing all my cash
 I know that flight 13 is going to crash
 I know that people don't like me
 I know that's because I call thin thin, I call fat fat
 Well I know the messiah's coming down
 I had to leave my little girl in Kingston town
 So tell me how far to Abyssinia
 The second on the left after Jamaica
 I'm driving in my car, running way far
 From things as they are... schizophrenia!
 There are forces out to destroy me
 And I know you think I'm paranoid
 Because I say there's a big conspiracy
 It's a self-fulfilling prophecy
 I've got a blue guitar
 Wishing 'pon a star
 Wishing 'pon a star
 Sitting in a bar with a broken heart
 What do you call it when your life falls apart?
 Schizophrenia, schizophrenia
 Carry me away to Abyssinia
 We'll play a little song of the way things are
 For things are changed upon a blue guitar
 Things are changed upon a synthesizer
 All the ladies in the house go 'Lah dee dah'
 Listen to the man with the blue guitar
 Shake up your bosom take it out of your bra
 Fruits in the pockets of a cornucopia
 Schizophrenia, schizophrenia
 I've got a broken heart and my head's in a mess
 And the train is at the station and the steam begin to hiss
 Take me anywhere away from all this!
 Toss the caber, do the highland fling
 Your daddy's gonna buy you a diamond ring
 He's got a battering ram, a battering ram
 And he's got a little problem with who I am
 From Jamaica to Philadelphia
 Lee Scratch Perry to Frank Sinatra
 Somewhere over the rainbow: madness!