“That, so they say that, in ya know
like, Houston or something, you’d
say it’s a hundred and eighty degrees,
but it’s a dry heat.
In Houston they say that?
Oh, maybe not. I’m all mixed up.
Dry until they hit the swimming pool.”
“…I get up with the sun… Listen.
You have your own room to sleep in,
I don’t care what you do. I don’t
care when. That door gets locked,
that door gets locked at night by nine o’clock.
If you’re not in this house by nine o’clock, then you’d
better find some
place to sleep. Because you’re not going to be a bum in
this house.
Supper is ready…”
There’s no one to take my blame
if they wanted to
There’s nothing to keep me sane
and it’s all the same to you
There’s nowhere to set my aim
so I’m everywhere
Never come near me again
do you really think I need you
I’ll never be open again, I could never be open again.
I’ll never be open again, I could never be open again.
And I’ll smile and I’ll learn to pretend
And I’ll never be open again
And I’ll have no more dreams to defend
And I’ll never be open again