Compositor: Roy Wood
Discovered that the papers have been signed
To my bed I am confined
Owing to my state of mind
Special food for thought I must be fed
The authorities have said
That I'm going off my head
Suddenly from flowered skies
Twenty thousand butterflies
Glorify my bed in deep maroon
Turn from hot to very cool
Though it seems incredible
I could ride a bike around the moon
Chorus
Cherry Blossom Clinic
Is there any truth in what they say?
Cherry Blossom Clinic
Lock me in and throw the key away
In this sad position where I lie
From the corner of my eye
Callous friends just pass me by
Doctor pays a visit everyday
I keep asking for my Dad
They must think I'm going mad
Lift the blankets off my face
Quick before I suffocate
Trying hard to meditate
Tell the people what a scene
Write a letter to the Queen
Asking her if she can come to tea
Chorus
Up above the sun is high
Like a tea tray in the sky
Helicopter lands upon my bed
Phantom horses quickly fade
Turning into lemonade
Probably feel better when I'm dead
Chorus