| You say there’s no more time to borrow
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| Two and two make twenty-two
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| Drownin' your head in sorrow, cryin' every day
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| We can help you with that prison
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| Passin' the time with a smile
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| Join the boys with crazy rhythm, now it’s here to stay
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| At the madhouse/madhouse/jumpin' at the madhouse
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| Space makes roads into your hairline
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| Four and nine make forty-nine
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| Travellin' on that long lost airline, cryin' in your tray
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| When your face falls we’ll restore it
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| Makin' it new with a smile
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| Fillin' in the holes that tore it, now it’s time to play
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| At the madhouse/madhouse/jumpin' at the madhouse
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| Why the busy why the lazy
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| Three and three make thirty-three
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| Future flies will make you crazy, you know anyway
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| You can join us where we’re layin'
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| We’re sittin' back with a smile
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| Circus band is softly playin', hope you’ve come to stay
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| At the madhouse/madhouse/jumpin' at the madhouse
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| If the darkness sends you funny
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| Nine and one make ninety-one
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| Your train’s lost it’s hope in money, cryin' in your pay
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| We can turn your inside outside
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| You’ll make it if you have to
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| Keep on wavin' with our hands tied, now it’s all the way
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| At the madhouse/madhouse/jumpin' at the madhouse |