The Bubble

Would someone be so kind

As to tell me where I am

I feel a time and a space

That I really can't explain

There's a long road behind me

But it's hazy up ahead

Maybe I should draw the curtains

Maybe I should get to bed

I love it in the bubble

I love it in the bubble

I love it in the bubble

It's like being in the womb

And no-one knows the number

To my little padded room

What day is it this morning

Do I know and do I care

The bag man is calling

We're moving on from here

I'm in and out of focus

I'm in and out of touch

No need and no connection

With reality and such

I love it in the bubble

I love it in the bubble

I love it in the bubble

It's like being in the womb

And no-one knows the number

To my little padded room

And I'm hanging on

Hanging on

Yeh I'm hanging on

Hanging on

I cut a key to the highway

I was barely seventeen

I was gonna do it my way

The best there'd ever been

Born to be a winner

Never ever lose

No deals with the devil

Just the rhythm and the blues

I love it in the bubble

I love it in the bubble

I love it in the bubble

It's like being in the womb

And no-one knows the number

To my little padded room

And I'm hanging on

Hanging on

Yeh I'm hanging on

Hanging on

I love it in the bubble

Yeah I love it in the bubble

I love it in the bubble

It's like being in the womb

And no-one knows the number

To my little padded room

I love it in the bubble

I love it in the bubble

Do I love it in the bubble

I love it in the bubble

It's like being in the womb

I love it in the bubble

It's like being in the womb

I love it in the bubble

Yeah I love it in the bubble

I love it in the bubble

Yeah I love it in the bubble