A Collection of Poetry

Thursday, January 11, 2018

Flowers on the wall (The 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 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
Playing solitaire 'till dawn
with a deck of fifty-one
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
Playing solitaire till dawn
with a deck of fifty-one
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
Playing solitaire till dawn
with a deck of fifty-one
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

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