Twisted

My analyst told me That I was right out of my head The way he described it He said, "I'd be better dead than alive" I didn't listen to his jive I knew all along that he was all wrong And I knew that he thought I was crazy, but I'm not Don't know My analyst told me That I was right out of my head He said I need treatment But I'm not that easily led He said "I was the type that was most inclined" When out of his sight to be out of my mind And he thought I was nuts No more ifs or ands or buts They say as a child I appeared a little bit wild With all my crazy ideas But I knew what was happening, I knew I was a genius What's so strange when you know That you're a wizard at three? I knew that this was meant to be Now I heard little children were supposed to sleep tight That's why I got into the vodka one night My parents got frantic, didn't know what to do But I saw some crazy scenes before I came to Now do you think I was crazy? I may have been only three, but I was swinging They all laugh at angry young men They all laughed at Edison And also at Einstein So why should I feel sorry if they just couldn't understand The idiomatic logic that went on in my head I had a brain, it was insane Oh, they used to laugh at me when I refused to ride On all those double-decker buses All because there was no driver on the top Wait, no driver on the top? Men, the chick is twisted, crazy! It should be He flips cities My analyst told me That I was right out of my head But I said, "Dear doctor I think that it's you instead Because I, I got a thing that's unique and new To prove it, I'll have the last laugh on you 'Cause instead of one head I got two And you know, two heads are better than one"