I'm Mad

Great round wonderful, beautiful world And the wonderful water, around the curve And everything that's, in the world I hops up and marries her, Glamour girl I'm mad, you've done me wrong this time, baby I'm mad, and you have the nerve to try to be glad Axe my baby, but she stands to see me cry She said yes, I could stand to see you buried alive I'm mad, you've done me wrong this time, baby I'm mad, And you have the nerve to try to be glad Now I can go down to the bottom of the sea Count the grains of sand, beat through muddy water and spy dry land I'm mad, I'm mad, I'm mad And you have the nerve to try to be glad Now everybody wants to know about the clothes But them fine dresses I've been Buying you, you don't wear them no more Won't be any more washing, and hanging outside the wall I'm gonna mighty wonder, running on catch them before they fall I'm mad, I'm mad, I'm mad And you have the nerve to try to be glad I'm mad