I live in one roomnWith a good view of a wall and wander in the hallnI sit on my bed and cut my fingernailsnI try on a shirt I bought at a jumble sailnnHere we go round againnHere we go down the drainnrecords and tea are all life means to mennMy brain goes at 45 my body at 33nI just cannot work out whyn'cause all I drink is teanI live in one room with a good view of a wall and now and againnI'll wander in the hallnnI set my clock to my watchnI'm not sure which is rightnIt doesn't matter anywaynI live here day and nightnnI take all my cloths along to the laundromatnWatch them go round and round and think my life's just like thatnI live in one room with a good view of a wallnBut really that's not such a bad view after allnnHere we go round againnHere we go down the drainnRecords and tea are all life means to me