Well the milkman's a spy, and the grocer keeps on following me, And the woman next door's an undercover for the K.G.B., And the man from the Social Security Keeps on invading my privacy, Oh there ain't no cure for acute schizophrenia disease.
I've got acute schizophrenia, paranoia too, Schizophrenia, schizophrenia, I've got it, you've got it, we can't lose, Acute schizophrenia blues.
I'm lost on the river, the river of no return, I can't make decisions, I don't know which way I'm gonna turn, Even my old dad, lost some of the best friends he ever had, Apparently, his was a case of acute schizophrenia too.
I got acute schizophrenia, paranoia too, Schizophrenia, schizophrenia, I've got it, you've got it, we can't lose,
They're watching my house and they're tapping my telephone, I don't trust nobody, but I'm much too scared to be on my own And the income tax collector's got his beady eye on me, No there ain't no cure for acute schizophrenia disease.
No there ain't no cure for Schizophrenia disease.
~Ray Davies
I’d like to wish the entertainer Tom Brady good luck for the new season- go out there and break a leg!
Meanwhile, I figure tonight’s opener breaks some records for number of viewers and the “scandals” will have everything to do with that.