The News From Your Bed
You were saving the date
But you woke up too late
Pulled the covers down over your head
You havent left your front door
For a week maybe more
Tell me, hey, whats the news from your bed
You know your face is all covered with you birthday cake
That youre eating in the kitchen at home
Another banner year, a splendid day
Another inch or two that youve grown
But its hard to celebrate on your own
Theres a mouse in cupboard that nibbles your crumbs
And you talk to him every night
You say, Hey, Mr. Whiskers, Im bored and Im numb
You can stay if just treat me right.
Just last year you were a fortunate baby
And your friends circled around you in droves
Are they thinking of you? Maybe just maybe
But not a one has bothered to phone
Tell me where o where did they go
Called a car an hour ago
Youre gonna take yourself out
Despite the cold and snow
Did they forget about you
Are they in on it too?
Youre sitting looking in the mirror
At your dancing shoes
When your family calls you make nice to them all
And assure then that youre fine and youre great
Then you cry in the bath, cry so hard that you laugh
Then you watch television til late
Who do you need? Nobody.
Youre lucky nobodys around
I can pour my own drinks
No thanks, Mister. Go on, and get out of town
And youre gorgeous in your evening gown.
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I want to see my family/my wife and child waiting for me/got to go home, i've been so alone, you see