• Condemn my thoughts as impure
    Without clear thought or reasoning
    What good is a mind?
    Let us spare this poor simple boy
    The burden of a heavy head
    Which he clearly doesn't need
    I prescribe a labotomy
    No, there's no need to thank me
    He says this and I understand
    Now is not the time for deep thought
    When I should concentrate on the simple things
    Like running