He thinks... Until thinks it is But he does not act and not even speaks Only drools He just is not what thinks and thinks it is And yes an abnormal A loony Extremely irrational Like a madman he howls and yells Deafening Maddening And his voice lunatic With his loose tongue severed That does not want to shut up So high and oscillating Can even split your skull Irritating Disturbing He is the "no sense of danger" Where he steps takes work and fumbles Increases a thousandfold your enemies Is always in confusion "the doctor" in every place As bad news spreads quickly Punches and kicks Free he likes to take Creature, what are you? Behind bars is where you should be Only caged With handcuffs on hands and feet You will be controlled You still insists But there is evidence You not measure the consequences That's what burns you