Chew on your pencil Turn out the light You sat in the kitchen One of those nights The prisoners were dressed up Like ladies of old While the juiciest tid-bits Will never be told The cannibal yacht, and electrified fence Whatever the fuzz wants Shoot, dead, or repent It's mad, mad, mad Yes, It's mad, mad, mad Well, it's mad, mad, mad Within reason They slaughtered the mascot They dressed for the feast As they all sat in line From the worst to the least The music was simple Went back to James Brown They saw a mistress They lowered her down The gorgeousest costume Was hung at half mast As we all had a drink to his glorious past It's mad, mad, mad Yes, it's mad, mad, mad Well, it's mad, mad, mad Within reason It's mad, mad, mad Yes, it's mad, mad, mad We " , it's mad, mad, mad Within reason Sin use and cop blues Was clung to our lips Crosses and pistols Swung at our hips I cried for my supper I spat on a plate While everyone tried to Become what they hate The interesting captain A smile on his face So proud of the changes That he made to this place Mad, mad, mad Yes, it's mad, mad, mad Well, it's mad, mad, mad Within reason Yes, it's mad, mad, mad Yes, it's mad, mad, mad Well, it's mad, mad, mad Within reason