i'm going bananas

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 mentes,

And I feel like a tooth being drilled, a nerve being killed by a dentist,

For I'm non compos mentes.

 

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 haciendo with all my mananas

For I'm going bananas.

 

Done