Inside my mind's eye

Im spastic, a headcase Wash my mouth out with buckshot Chase it with mace My sanity sits on a weak founation Leave a message for my conscience, it's gone on a long vaction These thought's seemingly crawl out of the basement Seeing ink blots when the blood splatters the pavement My mind plots another evil engagement Your life's bought I made the arrangements I find myself beside myself Looking at me as if I were someone else I think I may be in need of some help I'm roaming the forest searching for the Keebler Elf The Doc said i'm a little bit mental But he's the one taking notes with an invisible pencil Said, "Body art isn't made with a razor blade and stencil" Told him, "Don't worry this body's a rental!" I won't apologize if you get offended If you're saying I said it, then damn it I meant it Sometimes I can be a little long winded I didn't give you my opinion so give it back it's rented I could care less what you think I don't have the time to listen Charging sales tax everytime that I pay attention Refunding your 2 cents I have no use for a blind man's vision