Flowers on the Wall
Embracing Solitude: Finding Freedom Amid Concerns
Lyrics
I've been hearin' you're concerned about my happiness
I've heard that you're concerned about my happiness.
But all that thought you're giving me is conscience I guess
The consideration you're offering is more of a moral obligation.
If I were walking in your shoes I wouldn't worry none
If I were in your situation, I wouldn't worry at all.
While you and your friends're worryin' bout me I'm having lots of fun
While you and your friends are concerned about me, I'm enjoying myself.
Countin' flowers on the wall that don't bother me at all
I'm unconcerned, occupied with trivial matters like counting flowers on the wall.
Playin' solitaire till dawn with a deck of fifty one
I'm playing solitaire until dawn with a deck of fifty-one cards.
Smoking cigarettes and watching Captain Kangaroo
Engaging in leisure activities like smoking and watching TV (Captain Kangaroo).
Now don't tell me I've nothing to do don't tell me I've nothing to do
Rejecting the idea of having nothing to do.
Last night I dressed in tails pretended I was on the town
Last night, I dressed up and pretended to be out on the town.
As long as I can dream it's hard to slow this swinger down
As long as I can dream, it's challenging to slow down my active lifestyle.
So please don't give a thought to me I'm really doing fine
Kindly don't worry about me; I'm truly doing well.
You can always find me here and having quite a time
You can always find me here, having a good time.
Countin' flowers on the wall
Reiteration of being preoccupied with trivial activities like counting flowers on the wall.
It's good to see you I must go I know I look afright
It's good to see you, but I must leave; I know I look a bit distressed.
Anyway my eyes are not a custom to the slight
My eyes are not accustomed to this situation.
And my shoes are not a custom to this hard time street
My shoes are not accustomed to the hardships of life on the streets.
So I must go back to my room and make my day complete
I need to go back to my room to complete my day.
Countin' flowers on the wall
Reiteration of being preoccupied with trivial activities like counting flowers on the wall.
Don't tell me I've nothing to do
Rejecting the notion that there's nothing for me to do.
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