Hate to say I'm mad, the mess is all I have

The mess is all, the rest I call it luck and that's the best of all

Don't tell me I'm mad, distress is just a fad

Distress is when the jeans pull at the seams and leave you wanting more

Bring me another hour, it'll last so long you'll never ask for more

Bring me a superpower, waiting in the wings and knowing what it's for

It's so fuckin mad, the chef is all I have

The chef who cooks the thoughts that fill the spots inside the head that's full

Don't tell me it's bad, the head that's full is all I have

The head that's full, the rest is dull, except the leg that's twitching and shaking

Bring me another hour, it'll last so long you'll never ask for more

Bring me a superpower, waiting in the wings and knowing what it's for

It's so fuckin mad, the chef is all I have

It's so fuckin mad, the chef is all I have

Bring me another hour, it'll last so long you'll never ask for more

Bring me a superpower, sharpening its knife and knowing what it's for

It's so fuckin mad, the chef is all I have

It's so fuckin mad, the chef is all I have