I'm pacing by the highway
I'm ranting on the witness stand
There's a skipping—skipping—skipping—skipping record in my mouth
I'm grabbing hold of strangers around me
Warning happiness is just a distraction
From the one thing I can't seem to shut up about
All you madmen retreating to the mountains
You astronomers who keep on counting
I know how it feels
I know how it feels when only one thing is real
All you forgotten halfwits in the attic
Finding God as you stare into static
I know what it's like when your family cries
I know how it feels
Will the world finally get the message if I hide it in a pop song?
Well the second verse is here already; time is tight
And will all of the kids who called me crazy
Suddenly track down my address and thank me
Saying, "Finally I get it,
Finally I see the light, and you were right"?
All you madmen retreating to the mountains
You astronomers who keep on counting
I know how it feels
I know how it feels when only one thing is real
All you forgotten halfwits in the attic
Finding God as you stare into static
I know what it's like when your family cries
I know how it feels
And if you're suffering I can help you
Though I cannot help myself
But don't you worry, I look well enough
That no one else can tell
And if you're suffering I can help you
Though I cannot help myself
But don't you worry, I look well enough
That no one else can tell
And if you're suffering I can help you
Though I cannot help myself
But don't you worry
Don't you worry
Don't you worry
All you madmen retreating to the mountains
You astronomers just counting and counting
I know how it feels
I know how it feels when only one thing is real
All you forgotten halfwits in the attic
Finding God as you gaze into static
I know what it's like when your family cries
I know how it feels to be
To be
To be
To be the doomsayer
Doomsayer
To be the doomsayer
Doomsayer
Doomsayer
Doomsayer
(If you're suffering I can help)