Statler Brothers: Flowers On The Wall

/Statler Brothers/

I keep hearing
You're concerned about my happiness
But all that thought
You're giving me is conscience, I guess
If I were walking in your shoes
I wouldn't worry none
While you and your friends are worrying 'bout me
I'm having lots of fun

Counting flowers on the wall
That don't bother me at all
Playing solitaire 'till dawn
With a deck of 51
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
And having quite a time


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


Don't tell me
I've nothing to do