OK, let's deal with the elephant in the room right away. Yes... this tune does use the word "penis" in it and to be honest I did put a lot of thought in to wether or not to include the line in the song. In fact, there were several "re-writes" that left it out... but I kept coming back to it because... well, as I have said before - I have a weird sense of humor - and honestly is it really that big (no pun intended) of deal? 

The use of this line in the song refers to all those silly emails that fill our "spam" box from rich Nigerian royalty that just need your banking information to smuggle billions of dollars out of the country (and they'll gladly give you your share of several million for helping them out) mixed with the typical "how to enhance your um..." - well you get the point.

Anyway... as to the song itself. I really wanted to "capture" a mood with this tune. Simply the feeling that we all have from time to time of being stuck in a rut and wanting out... and let's face it, I think we all have that deep buried fear that someday the rest of the world is going to wake up, look at us and realize that we really don't have a clue about what we are doing. I mean, we all have that fear on some level that people will one day see behind the masks and realize that we are really "nuts"...  right? um... right? ;-)

 

I THINK I'M GOING CRAZY (DOES THAT MAKE ME NORMAL?)

Words & Music by Michael Bannerman


I woke up this morning, had a bagel and a coffee

Turned on the radio in hopes that I could catch the news

So I’d know what to talk about if anybody asked me

What’s going on?

I think I’m going crazy, does that make me normal?

I think I’m going crazy, does that make me normal?

 

Sitting in my cubical I turned on my computer

And I played a game of solitaire before I checked my email

Where I found myself a letter from some doctor in Nigeria

Who told me that my penis is too small

 

I think I’m going crazy, does that make me normal?

I think I’m going crazy, does that make me normal?

 

(spoken on top of drum beat)

There is such a thin line

Between brilliance and insanity

 

(REPEAT CHORUS)

 

Now my day is finally over and I’m standing on my front lawn

Naked as a J-bird singing Sweet Home Alabama

And somewhere in the distance I can hear a choir

Softly singing southern harmony…

 

I think I’m going crazy, does that make me normal?

I think I’m going crazy, does that make me normal?