The

lu-

na-

tic

is

on

the

grass

The

lu-

na-

tic

is

on

the

grass

Re-

mem-

bering

games

and

dai-

sy

chains

and

laughs

Got

to

keep

the

loon-

ies

on

the

path

The

lu-

na-

tic

is

in

the

hall

The

lu-

na-

tics

are

in

my

hall

The

pa-

per

holds

their

fold-

ed

fac-

es

to

the

floor

And

ever-

y

day

the

pa-

per

boy

brings

more

And

if

the

dam

breas

o-

pen

ma-

ny

years

too

soon

And

if

there

is

no

room

up-

on

the

hill

And

if

your

head

ex-

plodes

with

dark

for-

bod-

ings

too

I'll

see

you

on

the

dark

side

of

the

moon

The

lu-

na-

tic

is

in

my

head

_

The

lu-

na-

tic

is

in

my

head

You

raise

the

blade,

you

make

the

change

You

re-

ar-

range

me

'till

I'm

sane

You

lock

the

door

And

throw

a-

way

the

key

There's

some-

one

in

my

head

but

it's

not

me.

And

if

the

cloud

bursts,

thun-

der

in

your

ear

You

shout

and

no

one

seems

to

hear

And

if

the

band

you're

in

starts

play-

in'

dif-

f'rent

tunes

I'll

see

you

on

the

dark

side

of

the

moon