Everyone's insane how could we not be? Living in oblivion a blissful place to be Licking up the paint chips left from 1953 Poisoning our minds do we even care? What does it all mean? Ignorance is bitter sweet so pop those pills for me To feel better instantly Cause feelin' good is fine but are we feeling good? Feelin' good is fine but I'm not sure I'm feeling good no more On and on we go with plenty of time Rushing towards the end to only find that we will die Floating through the darkness in a pretty dream of mine Invisible and young enough to still have any fun Cause feelin' good is fine but are we feeling good? Laugh until we cry in this champagne drunken high Cause feelin' good is fine but I'm not sure I'm feeling good no more