Lyrics of the day

The lunatics are in the hall
The lunatics are in my hall
The paper holds their folded faces to the floor
And every day the paper boy brings more

...And if the dam breaks open many years too soon
And if there is no room upon the hill
And if your head explodes with dark forbodings too
Won't you stand, stand by me.

(with apologies to Ben E. King and P. Floyd)