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The Abdabs 
 
 I’ve got the screaming abdabs 
When everything feels wrong 
I’m upside down and inside out 
My minds completely gone 
I wrack my brains for thought 
Its fuse has burnt so short 
Can’t sleep again I’m up at ten 
And shut eye that I aught 
My mind it feels fantastic 
Takes measures that are drastic 
Sat bolt upright an insomnia night 
And weariness I fight 
I need to shut me down 
A flying crazy clown 
I’m in the sky and don’t know why 
I’m deeply in the shite 
I’ll have to sort this out 
My mind is just about 
To split in half don’t smile don’t shout 
These thoughts I have to rout!