They Might Be Giants — I Should Be Allowed to Think

I saw the best minds of my generation Destroyed by madness, starving, hysterical I should be allowed to glue my poster I should be allowed to think I should be allowed to glue my poster I should be allowed to think I should be allowed to think I should be allowed to think And I should be allowed to blurt the merest idea If by random whim, one occurs to me If necessary, leave paper stains on the gray utility pole I saw the worst bands of my generation Applied by magic marker to dry wall I should be allowed to shoot my mouth off I should have a call in show I should be allowed to glue my poster I should be allowed to think I should be allowed to think I should be allowed to think And I should be allowed to blurt the merest idea If by random whim, one occurs to me If necessary, leave paper stains on the gray utility pole I am not allowed (To ever come up with a single original thought) I am not allowed (To meet the criminal government agent who oppresses me) I was the worst hope of my generation Destroyed by madness, starving, hysterical I should be allowed to share my feelings I should be allowed to feel I should be allowed to glue my poster I should be allowed to think I should be allowed to think I should be allowed to think And I should be allowed to blurt the merest idea If by random whim one occurs to me But sadly, this can never be I am not allowed to think I am not allowed to think