Beetle sits in box, when will Herbie ride again

Babies everywhere, not for me, I have got the cat

He likes meowing like a cow, moooo, ooo

Fear of strange thoughts keeps me up

My head is on fire like a tumble dryer

Rafferty walks over my head

He thinks he is Fred

The higher power who knows no bounds

He lives in the clouds and eats cheese

Flies round on a suzuki bandit, what a wheeze

I wonder when I will go mad again

Turn water into pink champagne

And get drunk on tea, buzzing like a bee

Then to stiflingly boring hospital I go

That would be rubbish, oh no