Mad Man's Blues
I might find myself in a Catholic church on my knees
I wonder why Bob Dylan is looking for Alicia Keys
I wonder how long it would take before I got sick on the road
I wonder if the sun ever gets the feeling of being cold
I wonder if the universe is an atom in a chair
I wonder what on earth I should do with my hair

Men turn out to be demons between ten and twenty
Women turn out to be demons between twenty and thirty
Between thirty and forty, they reconcile
And between forty and fifty, they rest for a while
Fifty, sixty, seventy – I wouldn’t know
I’m only 27, it’s time to grow

If I was a woman I would be like you
If you were a man you’d do the same thing, too
Humans can be robots when they don’t think for themselves
It’s a good thing: individuals start thinking for themselves
Even the church start to appreciate it now to a certain degree
But I passed that degree years before and so it is not a place for me

Books, I can’t get them fast enough into my head
Not even if I spend the whole day lying in bed
I’ll repeat to you that naive knowledge is disgusting
They get all blown up and have a preference for discussing
I wouldn’t mind to walk a pilgrimage, I’d love to do that
For the commander in charge I’ll lift my hat

I don’t wanna slave in this sick society
It’s not a good system, it’s slavery
I don’t wanna have nothing to do with the German police
Talk, smile, listen, think, be human, please
I’m glad I was born rich and white
Cos this world is very inpolite

Welcome to the ZOO of the world
Here are the Americans, they’re quite absurd
And here are the Iraquis, they’re even more absurd
They kill each other daily to be free like a bird
And all the other races that you see here in their cages
They’re all insane in their own ways

Music & lyrics: Lars Eriksson