.It's a little room but I call it home
A brain cell flat in the twilight zone
I hade here with my thoughts like a dog with a bone
It's a little room but I call it home
I can't make sense out of what I see
Swaying to the rhythm of channel 3
Like a cobra charmed by a flying bumble.
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