I'm not insane. Yet.

If you smokin' rock cocaine
And some skunky weed
And that pack of basement crack
Caused your eyes to bleed


And your parent is a pain
And your new homework is sitting in
The rubbish bin
Dont you stress
Tell the world (ooooh yeah)


I swear to God I'm not insane
Though the voices in my brain
Tell me I'm the queen of Spain
And I fly a horse drawn-sleigh
To a spaceship where I pray
To a monkey made of clay
And his name is José
Nonetheless, I'm not insane

If you get angry easily
At a teacher who's a bitch
And you lose it in a class
Like when I swore in chinese class
Take a good look at me
I kept it together
Although my mood, does fluctuate
Here on out
Go ahead and shout

Me and cabbage: I swear to God, I'm not insane!

Me: I'm engaged to a great dane!

Cabbage: Fill my bootay, with champagne, yeah!

Me: All my shoes are made of hay!

Cabbage: I work for the CIA!

Me: I invented Arbor day!

Cabbage: I wear a hat, made of bengay

Me: Nonetheless, I'm not Insaaaaane!