Thoughts, thoughts, inside my head,

Where are we going now?

To the circus, horse races, or to buy a dumbell?

Oh poor mind, you follow no reason, no rhyme,

Even I can't follow this time

Oh my mind, you're so insane, I am embarrassed for you,

You shriek as a madman, gibbering and pointing,

I shall pretend I don't know you.

...Oh great, now everyone is looking at us again.