Sitting in my rubber room my jacket's tied too tight. The novacain effects my brain and screws up all my sight. Invisible Bob, he's my best friend, though sometimes he stomps on my head. But he'll leave me alone and runnaway home as soon as he's sure that I'm dead. The pink elephant won't hang aound, even whne asked to stay. But that is just fine I'll have peace of mind at the end of the day.
Long lines with punch and pretty good rhythm. I can well imagine you sharing this one in a small room. You'd be a ball of energy!
