Flowers On The Wall

I keep hearing you’re concerned about my happiness

But all that thought you’re giving me is conscience I guess

If I was walking in your shoes I wouldn’t worry none

While you and your friends are worried about me I’m having lots of fun

Counting flowers on the wall that don’t bother me at all

Smoking cigarettes and watching Captain Kangaroo

Now don’t tell me I’ve nothing to do

Last night I dressed in tails pretended I was on the town

As long as I can dream it’s hard to slow this swinger down

So please don’t give a thought to me I’m really doing fine

You can always find me here I’m having quite a time

Counting flowers on the wall that don’t bother me at all

Smoking cigarettes and watching Captain Kangaroo

Now don’t tell me I’ve nothing to do

It’s good to see you I must go I know I look a fright

Anyway my eyes are not accustomed to this light

And my shoes are not accustomed to this hard concrete

So I must go back to my room and make my day complete

Counting flowers on the wall that don’t bother me at all

Smoking cigarettes and watching Captain Kangaroo

Now don’t tell me I’ve nothing to do

Don’t tell me    I’ve nothing to do