I'm Going Bananas

Hola! Ese bato loco I'm going bananas And I feel like my poor little mind Is being devoured by piranhas For I'm going bananas I'm non compos mentis And I feel like a tooth being drilled A nerve being killed by a dentist For I'm non compos mentis Who knows? Could be the tropic heat Or something that I eat That makes me gonzo I do carry on so, for I'm going bananas Someone book me a room in the hot hacienda With all my mananas For I'm going bananas I'm going meshugga All day long there's a man in my brain Incessantly playing "Booga wooga" But I'm going meshugga There's bats in my belfry Won't you make sure this straitjacket's tight Otherwise I might get myself free Yes, there's bats in my belfry Who knows? Could be the wine I drink Or it's the way I think That makes me gonzo Oh, Doctor Alonzo says I'm going bananas Someone get me a bed In the 'Casa de loco' for all my mananas For I'm going bananas Yes, I'm going bananas See, I'm going bananas