I'm friends with the monster
that's under my bed

Get along with the voices

inside of my head

You're trying to save me,
stop holding your breath

And you think I'm crazy,
yeah, you think I'm crazy

I wanted the fame,
but not the cover of Newsweek
Oh, well, guess beggars can't be choosey
Wanted to receive attention for my music
Wanted to be left alone in public.
Excuse me
For wanting my cake and eat it too,
and wanting it both ways
Fame made me a balloon
'cause my ego inflated
When I blew; see, but it was confusing
'Cause all I wanted to do
is be the Bruce Lee of loose leaf
Abused ink, used it as a tool
when I blew steam
Hit the lottery, oh wee
But with what I gave up
to get it was bittersweet
It was like winning a used mink
Ironic 'cause I think
I'm getting so huge I need a shrink
I'm beginning to lose sleep:

one sheep, two sheep
Going cuckoo and cooky as Kool Keith
But I'm actually weirder than you think
'Cause I'm
I'm friends with the monster
that's under my bed
Get along with the voices
inside of my head
You're trying to save me,
stop holding your breath
And you think I'm crazy,
yeah, you think I'm crazy

Well, that's nothing

Well, that's nothing

Now, I ain't much of a poet
but I know somebody once told me
To seize the moment
and don't squander it
'Cause you never know
when it all could be over tomorrow
So I keep conjuring, sometimes
I wonder where these thoughts spawn from

(Yeah, pondering'll do you wonders.
No wonder you're losing your mind
the way it wanders.)
Yoda-loda-le-hee-hoo

I think it went wandering off down yonder
And stumbled on 'ta Jeff VanVonderen
'Cause I need an interventionist
To intervene between me
and this monster
And save me from myself
and all this conflict
'Cause the very thing
that I love's killing me
and I can't conquer it
My OCD's conking me in the head
Keep knocking, nobody's home,

I'm sleepwalking
I'm just relaying what the voice
in my head's saying
Don't shoot the messenger,
I'm just friends with the
I'm friends with the monster
that's under my bed

Get along with the voices inside of my head

You're trying to save me,
stop holding your breath

And you think I'm crazy,
yeah, you think I'm crazy
Well, that's nothing

that's under my bed

Get along with the voices

inside of my head

You're trying to save me,

stop holding your breath

And you think I'm crazy,

yeah, you think I'm crazy

I'm friends with the monster
that's under my bed

Get along with the voices
inside of my head

You're trying to save me,
stop holding your breath

And you think I'm crazy,

yeah, you think I'm crazy

Well, that's nothing

Well, that's nothing

Well, that's nothing

Well, that's nothing