Logic went out to play,
And never found her way home.
Sense was on holiday,
Where she died, all alone.
Sanity found a place to stay,
But never called me on the phone,
And Motivation took a vaca',
And never bothered coming home. 

Well, I'm not alone now,
No, I've still got friends.
There's Madness and there's Anger,
And with those two, the trouble never ends;
There're Silliness and Sadness,
And there are a few more, too,
ones who make quite a mess,
Ones who leave me without a clue.

Now, 
If Logic ever returns, 
If Sense can be revived,
If Sanity gives me a call,
And if Motivation isn't too lazy to survive,
Then there might be hope for me yet!
I might be okay again.
But until that day,
I'll waste away,
Laughing 
with my remaining friends.