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Let me be mad, mad with the madness of absinthe
The wildest, most luxurious madness in the world

Let me be mad, mad with the madness of absinthe
Give me the fairest youth that ever gladened his mothers heart

Let me be mad
Let him be hero, saint, poet - whatever you will

Let me make of him an absintheur
And from hero he shall change to coward
From saint to libertine
From poet to brute

You doubt me?
Come then - to Paris.
Let me be mad, mad with the madness of absinthe   The wildest, most luxurious madness in the world      Let me be mad, mad with the madness of absinthe   Give me the fairest youth that ever gladened his mothers heart      Let me be mad   Let him be hero, saint, poet - whatever you will      Let me make of him an absintheur   And from hero he shall change to coward   From saint to libertine   From poet to brute      You doubt me?   Come then - to Paris.