Oh, what a noble distiguished collection of fine little friends you have made
Hitting the tables without you again, no, we'll wait, no, we promise we'll wait
June makes these excellent sewing machines out of common industrial waste
She spends a few months at a time on the couch
But she's safe--she wears shades, she wears shades
Oh, but no one can stare at the wall as good as you, my baby doll
And you're aces for playing along
You're only human even now
And you're learning that just 'cause they call themselves friends
Doesn't mean they'll call
They made the comment in jest
But you've got the needle
I guess that's the point of it all
Maybe a week in the tropics would help to remind you how nice life can be
We propped you right up in a chair on the deck with a beautiful view of the sea
But a couple days later we came back and you and the chair were nowhere to be seen
You had magically moved to the closet, eyes fixed on the place where the dryer had been
Ah, but no one can stare at the wall as good as you, my baby doll
And you're aces for playing along
Youre almost human even now
Why on earth would I keep you locked up in here when you so love the fall?
Well, the pattern's laid out on the bed
With dozens of colors of thread
But you've got the needle
I guess that's the point in the end
It's better to waste your life watching the scenery change at a comatose rate
Then to put yourself in and turn into one of those cigarette ads that you hate
And while you were sleeping, some men came 'round and said they had some dimensions to take
I'm not sure what they were talking about, but they sure made a mess of your face
Ah, but no one can stare at the wall as good as you, my baby doll
And you're aces for coming along, you're almost human even now
And just cause they call themself experts, it doesn't mean sweet fuck all
Oh, they've got the permanent press and homes with a stable address
And they've got excitement and life by the fistful
But you've got the needle
I guess that's the point of it all
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