i wanna be committed

i wanna be committed

i wanna be committed

i thought i was a space age cowboy

i thought i was a sweet and sour chow-boy

i thought i was a thinker

a juvenile drinker

i thought i had some kind of a brain

'til they told me i just a rumour

a cheap and nasty looner

as it turned out

i was just insane

i wanna be committed

insanity permitted

i wanna be committed for my mind

i wanna be committed

don't let me be remitted

i wanna be committed if you don't mind

at the dance last saturday night

i was rockin' and rollin' and holding her tight

'til he got his hands on her

but when he started out to play

she kept pushing him away

and he got a funny feeling

he was walking on the ceiling

and someone was heard to say

if you don't mind