Oh, that I were an idiot,
No folds upon my brain!
My life would be so simple made,
My finer thoughts made plain.
Oh, how I envy idiots,
For ignorance is bliss!
My stress and worries, gone away --
Who would not want for this?
I wish I were an idiot,
The world made black and white.
No countless shades of grey would be,
All would be wrong or right.
I long to be an idiot,
A void between my skull!
My actions free to roam abroad,
To do what is not dull.
But I am not an idiot,
And more\'s the pity there!
I\'m doomed to live with those who are,
Who haven\'t got a care.