Whatever happened to the funky race?A generation lost in pace,
-Wasn´t life supposed to be more than this?
In this kiss I´ll change your bore for my bliss
But let go of my hand and it will slip out in the sand if you don´t give me the chance
to break down the walls of attitude,
I ask nothing of you
not even your gratitude

And if you think I´m corny
then it will not make me sorry
it´s your right to laugh at me
and in turn, that´s my oppurtunity
to feel brave
Because ridicule is no shame
it´s just a way to eclipse hate
it´s just a way to put my back straight
it´s just a way to remain sane

Every morning I would see her getting off the bus the picture never drops
it´s like a multicoloured snapshotstuck in my brain
it kept me sane for a couple of years
as it drenched my fears
of becoming like the others
who become unhappy mothers
and fathers of unhappy kids
And why is that?
´Cause they´ve forgotten how to play
maybe they´re afraid to feel ashamed
to seem strange
to seem insane
to seem gay
to gain weight
- I tell you this:

That it takes a fool to remain sane
It takes a fool to remain sane
It takes a fool to remain sane
In this world all covered up in shame
(-Oh, take it to the stage!)

So, take it to the stage in a multicoloured jacket take it jackpot, crackpot,
strutting like a peacock
nailvarnish Arkansas
shimmy-shammy featherboah crackpot haircut
dye your hair in glowing red and blue,

-Do, Do, Do! What you wanna do, Don´t think twice, do what you have to do,
Do, Do, Do, let your heart decide what you have to do that´s all there is to find
Cause it takes a fool to remain sane,
Oh,It takes a fool to remain sane
It takes a fool to remain sane
In this world all covered up in shame
It takes a fool to remain sane,
It takes a fool to remain sane
It takes a fool to remain saneIn this world all covered up in shame