Song parody of
This Happy Madness [Estrada Branca]
by Antonio Carlos Jobim
Here's where you get creative! Use our cool song parody creator to make a totally new musical idea and lyrics for the This Happy Madness [Estrada Branca] song by Antonio Carlos Jobim.
Simply click on any word to get rhyming words suggestion to use instead of the original ones. You may also remove or alter entire lines if needed — when you're done save your work and share it with our community — have fun!
What should I call this happy madness that I feel inside of me
Some kind of wild October gladness that I never thought I'd see
What has become of all my sadness all my endless lonely sighs
Where are my sorrows now
What happened to the frown and is that self contented clown
Standing grinning in the mirror really me
I'd like to run through Central Park carve your initials in the bark
Of every tree I pass for every one to see
I feel that I've gone back to childhood and I'm skipping through the wild wood
So excited that I don't know what to do
What do I care if I'm a juvenile I smile my secret little smile
Because I know the change in me is you
What should I call this happy madness all this unexpected joy
That turned the world into a baby's bouncing toy
The god's are laughing far above one of them gave a little shove
And I fell gaily gladly madly into love
What should I call this happy madness that I feel inside of me
Some kind of wild October gladness that I never thought I'd see
What has become of all my sadness all my endless lonely sighs
Where are my sorrows now
What happened to the frown and is that self contented clown
Standing grinning in the mirror really me
I'd like to run through Central Park carve your initials in the bark
Of every tree I pass for every one to see
I feel that I've gone back to childhood and I'm skipping through the wild wood
So excited that I don't know what to do
What do I care if I'm a juvenile I smile my secret little smile
Because I know the change in me is you
What should I call this happy madness all this unexpected joy
That turned the world into a baby's bouncing toy
The god's are laughing far above one of them gave a little shove
And I fell gaily gladly madly into love