The drapes were drawn, the curtain fellnThe bellows were emptynMight as wellnGo the Blanket ShownBut the seats are steepnNo real estatenI’m stuck on YnCan’t get no zzz’snDon’t trust no pillsnNo, I don’t trust nothingnSo I hit the tins and the play buttonnSure enough my dream reoccurringnBut this time I was in the women’s prisonnFreud was smilingnSo was JungnMy heart was heavy but my Fu was KungnThree time losernfive to tennAre you that judge?nNo, I’m not himnNo, I’m not himnRight about thennLights out in the cagenThe women were snoring nwith that wart hog ragenWake up pig nRoll over BeethovennGet down mamanYeah, you sleep innI flew the pennI flew the pen