Hello?

What is this place?
What is this round room?
It has padding on the walls
Is this my temple of doom?

Who the heck are these people?
Where the heck did they come from?
Why are they feeding me these pills?
No, no, I don't want some

Why don't I have a bed?
Why can't I see outside?
The room is driving me crazy!
Why does my room smell like Tide?

They've got me in this crazy jacket
I hug myself all day long
There are other people out the door
Maybe I should sing my own song

They watch me from a small window
And write notes on their pad
They don't even say hello to me!
They make me so sad

Who put me in here?
What on earth did I do?
I wish that I could leave this place
I think I'm going to sue!

Well I guess I am not leaving
I guess I will sit in the corner
But I can't, this room is round!
Just call me Miss Moarner

All I want is a nice walk
They must be scared I could leave
Just open up the front door
Hey look, it's Steve!

It's Steve! It's Steve!
My old good friend
He's in the room with me!
I guess it's not the end

But he's not in a jacket
But he doesn't want to play
He wants to paint with crayons
But I don't have any, I have to say

Those people outside the door won't let me
They must think I am lazy
I guess I will just stay here
Cause they seem to think I'm crazy.