I'm crying in the sunshine and 
laughing in the rain 
For ever-more I shall feel no pain 
How can I make this plain? 

My my my how did I cry 
For now my eyes remain dry 
For the skies are cloudy and the rain is nearer 
In this work I don't fear that leering maggot 
Like a spatula in the center of my brain 
        it flips and flops and is never at a stop 

Don't get scared at this bad mess 
For It can no-longer dress 
But I know what is best for me you see 
Because Jesus loves me this I know 
For my maggot tells me so 

So with knife in hand I form this weird plan 
But I know I mustn't think it 
For my maggot tells me so 
And off I go and where I shall stop no-one knows 
Except the maggot for it says its so 
             But I don't