My kitty's starving.
My dog is nearly dead.
My sister's always barfing.
Going sick in the head.
You can't fold a banana.
Monkeys don't grow on trees.
Well I come from Alabama
With a banjo on my knee.
My eyes hear no evil.
But my eyeballs grow underground.
My tounge's bald as an eagle.
And squares are never round.
In a room full of rubber chickens
I'm blind miserable and naked.
In a room full of rubber chickens
I've escaped and now I'm lost.
In a Room Full of Rubber Chickens
Lyrics by Vern Oldham