Harry - She's Mad

We used to walk happy in the clouds
Then flying saucers came
Your psychotic brain then fell off the ground
Got only those fucking aliens to blame

She's mad
It's so sad
We were once too glad
Now we gotta part, so bad

I tried again sailing by the sea
Then crackheads would come
As her brain fried, once more i am free
To carry my axe to home, since she's gone