Lyrics: Oh, I've really got those ozone layer blues From my elbow down to my shoes So let's throw another fire on the logs Now we can go downtown and fill the latrine With genuine Columbian lima beans Dynastic and elastic, it's all made out of plastic There's nobody here but us frogs I'd like to find a girl who really cares About the size of my nasal hairs She could feed bananas to the dogs We could climb the church and look down from the steeple Where all the ants look like people Nutritious and delicious, it's even surreptitious There's nobody here but us frogs They say I'm crazy But I couldn't care less Why don't they leave me alone Can't they see that I'm happy to be a psychiatrical mess I get a thrill Bein' mentally ill, yes I do They seem to think it's a crime But it's a pleasure