..::Here Come the Men in White::..
it's a really pretty looking room
the walls are really soft.
it's getting hot in here
but i can't take my jacket off.
nothing here is dirty
everything is squeaky clean.
and people who come to see me
are never really mean.
i go outside just once a day
so i can have my fun.
but with this heavy jacket on
it makes it hard to run.
sometimes it gets a little dull
cuz everybody is the same.
and they all know who i am
but i know no one's name.
sometimes i like to sit and lean
against my comfy wall.
and when i get too tired
on to my bed i fall.
they come and wake me up though
very early every day.
it's been like this ever since
the men in white took me away.
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