I Wanna Be Committed

I thought I was a space age cowboy

I thought I was a sweet and sour chow-boy

I thought I was a thinker, a juvenile drinker

I thought I had some kind of a brain

Till they told me I just a rumour, a cheap and nasty looner

As it turned out I was just insane

I wanna be committed

Insanity permitted

I wanna be committed for my mind

I wanna be committed

Don't let me be remitted

I wanna be committed if you don't mind

At the dance last Saturday night

I was rockin' and rollin' and holding her tight

Till I got my hands on her

But when I started out to play

She kept pushing me away

Till I got a funny feeling

I was walking on the ceiling

And someone was heard to say 'If you don't mind, sir.'

I don't mind

I thought I was a teenage dream-boy

With a brain made of solid plastic alloy

I thought I was a tripper

Ain't nobody hipper

Till they told me I was going down the drain