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Committed To Parkview
There?s a man across the hall who sits staring at the floor.
He thinks he?s Hank Williams hear him singing through the door.
There?s a girl in 203, who stops by to visit me,
And she talks about her songs and the star that she should be.
There are lots of special people staying in or passing through,
And for one thing or another, committed to Parkview.
There?s a girl in 307, coming down on Thorazine,
And a superstar?s ex-drummer trying to kick Benzedrine.
There?s a boy just below me who?s the son of some well-known,
He was brought in by his mother ?cause his daddy?s always gone.
There?s a bum from down on Broadway an a few quite well to dues,
Who have withdrawn from the rat race and committed to Parkview.
There?s a girl who cries above me, loud enough to wake the dead,
They don?t know what she has taken that has scrambled up her head.
There?s a writer and a singer who has tried and tried and tried,
They just brought him in this morning an attempted suicide.
There are those that never made it, those that did but now are trough,
Some came of their own good chosing, some committed to Parkview.
They wake us about 6:30, just before the morning meal,
While they?re taking blood pressure, they ask us how we feel.
And I always say fantastic there ain?t nothing wrong with me.
And then they give me my injection and I go right back to sleep.
The days are kind of foggy and the nights are dreamy too,
But they?re taking good care of me, committed to Parkview.