Shine On Brightly

My Prussian-blue electric clock's
 Alarm bell rings, it will not stop
 And I can see no end in sight
 And search in vain by candlelight
 For some long road that goes nowhere
 For some signpost that is not there
 And even my befuddled brain
 Is shining brightly, quite insane
 The chandelier is in full swing
 As gifts for me the three kings bring
 Of myrrh and frankincense, I'm told
 And fat old Buddhas carved in gold
 And though it seems they smile with glee
 I know in truth they envy me
 And watch as my befuddled brain
 Shines on brightly quite insane
 Above all else, confusion reigns
 And though I ask, no one explains
 My eunuch friend has been and gone
 He said that I must soldier on
 And though the ferris wheel spins 'round
 My tongue it seems has run the ground
 And croaks as my befuddled brain
 Shines on brightly, quite insane
 Shine on, ha
 Shine on, ha
 Shine on, ha
 Shine on