Suppose you
distraught that you may not be special.
There
[Your nuclide cells of brandy wall?]
into a charming social storm
by hearing words of wise advice that:
Everybody loves a loony!
Loonies are so bad.
Everybody loves a loony.
Loonies are so mad.
Loonies have so much attention,
they must intrigue where you
People even think they
Now you
as disregarded social castrate,
you yearn the golden glare of
conversational
risen so the mob can stare
by hearing words of wise advice:
Everybody loves a loony!
Loonies are so bad.
Everybody loves a loony.
Loonies are so mad.
Loonies have so much attention,
they must intrigue while you
People even think they
But if you
just you relax, there
To be loopy, you don
The trick is to remain inane while seeming so insane
Everybody loves a loony
Everybody loves a loony.
Everybody loves a loony...
Are you smug that you are plain
but dropped the tedium and gained
what you believe to be a charm
and others saw a (hectic?) phony
irritating wacky smarm
from this hearing wise advice that:
Everybody loathes a loony.
Everyone knows that!
Everybody loathes a loony.
Loonies are such pratts.
Looneys have so much attention,
they irritate, can
Loonies leave you--
bored.