My analyst ^C9told me that I was right ^F9out of my head The way he de-^C9scribed it he said I’d be better dead than ^F9live I didn’t listen to his jive I ^C9knew all along that he was all ^A7wrong And I ^Dm7knew that he thought ^G7 I was crazy but I’^Cm not, oh^Am7, no ^Dm7

^G7 My analyst ^C9told me that I was right ^F9out of my head He said I need ^C9treatment but I’m not that easily led He said^F9 I was the type that was most inclined When ^C9out of his sight to be out of my ^A7mind And he ^Dm7thought I was nuts ^G7 No more ifs or ands or ^Cbuts ^{Am7 Dm7}

They ^C9say as a child I ap-^F9peared A little bit wild with all my ^C9cra-zy ideas But I knew what was happening I knew ^F9I was a genius ^C9 What’s so strange when yo^A7u know That you’re ^Dm7a wiz-ard at three? ^G7 I knew that this was meant to ^Cbe ^{Am7 Dm7}

^G7 Now I ^C9heard little children Were sup-^F9posed to sleep tight ^C9That’s why I got into the vodka one night My ^F9parents got frantic, didn’t know what to do But I ^C9saw some crazy scenes before I came to ^A7 Now do ^Dm7you think I was crazy? ^G7 I may have been only three but ^CI ^Am7was ^Dm7swingin’

^G7 They all laughed at ^C9A. Graham Bell ^F9 They all laughed at Edison And ^C9also at Einstein So why should I feel sorry if they ^F9just couldn’t understand The idiomatic logic that went ^C9on in my head?

I had a brain, ^A7it was insane Oh,^Dm7 they used to laugh at me When ^G7I refused to ride on all those ^C7double-decker buses ^A7 All be-^Dm7cause there was no ^G7dri-ver at the ^Ctop ^{F9 G7 A7 Dm7}

^G7 My analyst ^C9told me that I was right ^F9out of my head But I said, “Dea^C9r doc-tor, I think that it’s you instead Because I^F9 have got a thing that’s unique and new To ^C9prove it I’ll have the last laugh on ^A7you ‘Cause i^Dm7n-stead of one hea^G7d, I got ^C7two And you know two heads are better than one”