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Mad Mad Me Lyrics

Carrying on a conversation
Looking in your eyes
The words they seem to pass us by
You know as well as I

How many kinds of tribulation
Must a friend endure
The years, they leave a man unsure
Of where to beg when he is poor

Whoa baby, how I love you
Mad as I think you are
Guess you think I’m crazy too
But mad mad me, I love you

Carrying on in a world of silence
Your eyes aflame to me
They jump and burn and make me see
How much to you I want to be
How much to you—I want to be

Whoa baby, how I love you
Mad as I think you are
Guess you think I’m crazy too
But mad mad me, I love you

Whoa baby, how I love you
Mad as I think you are
Guess you think I’m crazy too
But mad mad me, I love you

But mad mad me—I love you
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Cover art for Mad Mad Me lyrics by Maria Muldaur

Tears in silent movies Watching Marie Dressler address humanity Would she hide in her room And come back cheerful for breakfast? Or lock her door and stare through The window for sidestreet spies? Listen at the keyhole for Hitlerian invisible gas? Dream in a chair? Or mock me in front of a mirror—alone? Great heads—pendulous over Alice in Wonderland

A blackboard full of CAT Went to bed exhausted Wanting to leave the world Said I love you—next to her arm I would have cried She waved, tears in her eyes And said—why did you do this to me? Kissed her and said—I did it for the best I had a heart condition

Ginsberg (paraphrased)

Cover art for Mad Mad Me lyrics by Maria Muldaur

The darling one was naked And knowing my wish Ravishes me into ecstasy I love to madness, the mingling of sounds and light In one intricacy Meanwhile under the care of an unseen angel The child revels in the sun’s bright force I love the thought of those naked days!

Poor, perfect beauty A grand river breaks as your tears fall into my anxious heart I am drunk with your lie She weeps … mad girl …

Now in the whole world, there’s no horror quite So cold and cruel as this boundless night But the grass greenest heavens of childish love The simple heaven full of stolen joys You sing the dawn that in my heart is aching Love which no sun could ever put to flight

Baudelaire [paraphrased]

 
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