It’s not quite so bad.
You always have a friend to talk to,
Whether there’s someone there or not.
You can do what you want,
And not ever have to follow the rules,
You can walk on the ceiling,
Fly on water,
Even swim on land.
Nobody can ever tell you what to do.
You live in your own mind.
You can spout poetry when someone is sad,
Or tickle an elephant’s foot.
Nobody can stop you,
And you can do what you want.
It’s your world,
We live in our heads,
And never go to bed.
We can do whatever the h*ck (heck) we want.