I'm Going Bananas Songtext / Lyric

Hola! Ese bato loco



I'm going bananas

And I feel like my poor little mind

Is being devoured by piranhas

For I'm going bananas



I'm non compos mentis

And I feel like a tooth being drilled

A nerve being killed by a dentist

For I'm non compos mentis



Who knows?

Could be the tropic heat

Or something that I eat

That makes me gonzo



I do carry on so, for I'm going bananas

Someone book me a room in the hot hacienda

With all my mananas

For I'm going bananas






I'm going meshugga

All day long there's a man in my brain

Incessantly playing "Booga wooga"

But I'm going meshugga



There's bats in my belfry

Won't you make sure this straitjacket's tight

Otherwise I might get myself free

Yes, there's bats in my belfry



Who knows?

Could be the wine I drink

Or it's the way I think

That makes me gonzo



Oh, Doctor Alonzo says I'm going bananas

Someone get me a bed

In the 'Casa de loco' for all my mananas

For I'm going bananas



Yes, I'm going bananas

See, I'm going bananas