Whatever happened to the funky race?
A generation lost in pace.
Wasn´t life supposed to be more than this?
In this kiss I´ll change your bore for my bliss.
But let go of my hand and it will slip out in the sand if you don´t give me the chance
to break down the walls of attitude.
I ask nothing of you,
not even your gratitude.
And if you think I´m corny
then it will not make me sorry:
it´s your right to laugh at me.
And in turn, that´s my oppurtunity
to feel brave.

‘Cause it takes a fool to remain sane,
oh, it takes a fool to remain sane,
oh, it takes a fool to remain sane.
Oh, in this world all covered up in shame.

Every morning I would see her getting off the bus, the picture never drops
it´s like a multicoloured snapshot. Stuck in my brain
it kept me sane for a couple of years
as it drenched my fears.
Of becoming like the others,
who become unhappy mothers
and fathers of unhappy kids.
And why is that?
´Cause they´ve forgotten how to play.
Maybe they´re afraid to feel ashamed,
to seem strange,
to seem insane,
to gain weight,
to seem gay.
I tell you this:

That it takes a fool to remain sane,
oh, it takes a fool to remain sane,
oh, it takes a fool to remain sane.
Oh, in this world all covered up in shame.
Oh, take it to the stage!

So, take it to the stage in a multicoloured jacket, take it jackpot, crackpot,
strutting like a peacock.
Nailvarnish Arkansas,
shimmy-shammy, featherboah, crackpot, haircut
dye your hair in glowing red and blue.

Do, do, do! What you wanna do. Don´t think twice, do what you have to do.
Do, do, do, do, let your heart decide what you have to do. That´s all there is to find.

Cause it takes a fool to remain sane,
oh, it takes a fool to remain sane.
Oh, in this world all covered up in shame.

Oh, it takes a fool to remain sane,
oh, it takes a fool to remain sane,
oh, it takes a fool to remain sane.
Oh, in this world all covered up in shame.

Oh, it takes a fool...