a family car drives past big houses and small trees
they named this street after me
a hidden cul-de-sac 
cold umbrellas and wet feet

blinking, the baseball hits the bat
the policeman tipping his hat
he later rests his feet
on the back seat half asleep

human, many times removed 
from hunger and misery
she'd finally come to love
the awkward symphony

screaming, the maid jumps up on the chair
it almost whitened her hair
the rats just want a home
with a t.v. set and a phone

two rings, my sweet heart picks up the phone
i was tired of being alone
with the neighbors i'll never know
and the wipers throwing wet snow

morning, i've got some things to do
so let's meet back here around two
she said she'll wait in the car
so i can't really wander that far

this sneezing keeps me up all night
my doctor may have been right
all the kleenex on the stairs
and on the armrest of my chair

mid day i feel so fresh and renewed
it just enhances my mood
psychiatrists all say
it's something i need anyway