text: Well you can hang me in a bottle like a cat
  Let the crows pick me clean but for my hat
  Where the wailing of a baby
  Meets the footsteps of the dead
  Were all mad here
  And the devil sticks his flag into the mud
  Mrs Carol has run off with Reverend Judd
  Hell is such a lonely place
  And your big expensive face will never last
  Have I told you all about the eyeball kid?
  He was born alone inside a petri dish
  He was born without a body or a brow
  And youll die with the rose still on your lips
  And in time the heart-shaped bone that was your hips
  And all the worms
  They will climb the rugged ladder of your spine
  Were all mad here
  And my eyeballs roll this terrible terrain
  And were all inside a decomposing train
  And your eyes will die like fish
  And the shore of your face will turn to bone
  Hang me in a bottle like a cat
  Let the crows pick me clean but for my hat
  Where the wailing of a baby
  Meets the footsteps of the dead
  Were all mad here