Too Intelligent to be happy

I am too intelligent to be happy
'cos I see through everything,
even me
And when they're all around me
I want to swing in the chandelair
and swim around in the punch-bowl,
but I'm too bright
I have a liberary. You can have it.

I'm too intelligent to be happy
'cos I analyze everyone, even me
And when they all have left me
I wrap a tie around my head
and eat crackers in the bed
I wear a lampshade as a hat
Rhere's nothing wrong about that
I eat chocholate
in-between the meals,
sleep without a pyjamas
just to see how it feels
There's nothing wrong about that

I have a p.h.d. You can have it.

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