Deemed Psychotic - Lyrics

My friend Fred lives under the bathtub

If there's a crack in the tile he'll stay for awhile

My friend Fred eats black ants for breakfast

Fallen down from the sky, they're best in July

• He's living the high life, living the high life, Blowing his mind

• Living the high life, living the high life, Taking his time

• To live up to the expectation

• Not give into desperation

• Go beyond his own frustration

• He's living the high life, living the high life

My friend Fred is there every night

Wanting to party some more, just call for a score

My friend Fred stuffs daisies up his nose

Just for fun, he says, as he puts on his fez

• (repeat chorus)

A chalkboard outline on the floor, With multi-coloured hair

Make sure to close the door, To show him that you care

My friend Fred greets me at nightfall

We play children's games, I call him by name

My friend Fred sleeps all day in the rubble

I don't see him at all, he won't answer my calls

• (repeat chorus)