i hear you walkin at my door see you crawling on the floor i know you dont mind but i know you can the way you screem the way you howl i heard it all before my friend the mad dog no one cares now mad man gonna gett that stick gotta get up and get ahead of yourself i know someday that you lot on the sea you lot are whipping cream like coming from a dream oh mad dog mad dog now your forming at the mouth and now theyre coming from the poun gonna get up and get a grip of yourself no one cares for the mad dog i know someday that lot on the sea you lot are whipping cream coming from a dream mad dog mad dog