Dammit I'm mad by Demetri Martin

Dammit I'm mad
Evil is a deed as I live
God, am I reviled?I rise, my bedin a sun I melt.
To be not one man emanating is sad. I piss.
Alas, it is so late. Who stops to help?
Man, it is hot. I'm in it. I fell.
I am not a devil. I level 'mad dog'.
Ah, say burning is, as a drifted gulp, in my halo of a mired rum tin
I erase many men.Oh, to be a man, a sin.
Is evil in a clam?In a trap?
No.It is open. On it I was stuck.
Rats peed on hope. Elsewhere dips a web.
Be still If I fill its ebb.
Ew, a spider...eh?We sleep. Oh no!
Deep, stark cuts saw it in one position.
Part animal, can I live?Sin is a name.
Both, one...my names are in it.Murder?I'm a fool.
A hymn I plug, defires as a sign in ruby ash.
A goddam level I lived at.
on mail let it in. I'm it.
Oh, sit in ample hot spots. Oh wet!
A lost it is alas(sip).I'd assign it a name.
namenot one bottle minus an ode by me:
'Sir, I deliver. I'm a dog'
Evil is a deed as I live. Dammit I'm mad.