They Can’t Stand To See Me Dancing

All last night I was singin’
Woke up this mornin’ singin’ too
I bet I’ll still be singin’
When they throw me in the zoo
They can’t stand to see me happy
They hate when any of us sings
Can’t stand to see me swimming
Because they know the joy it brings
Something crazy, something crazy
Something cray-ee-ay-ee-azy
Is happening in me
They can’t stand to see me dancin’
Can’t stand to see me use my brain
They even want to stop me
From singin’ in the rain
Landlord wants to evict me
For disturbing the peace
They tell me when I dance around
I’m violatin’ my lease
Something crazy, something crazy
Something cray-ee-ay-ee-azy
Is happening in me
The only man I ever knew
Who didn’t make me almost spew
Was the great Filini: he was both Turk and Jew
And so, dear Christian friends, how do you do?
Something crazy, something crazy
Something cray-ee-ay-ee-azy
Is happening in me
Something crazy, something crazy
Something cray-ee-ay-ee-azy
Is happening in you (I know you feel it too)
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* William Blake wrote
The only man that e’er I knew
Who did not make me almost spew
Was Fuseli: he was both Turk and Jew
And so, dear Christian friends, how do you do?
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