He seemed no different from the rest
 Just a healthy normal boy
 His mama always did her best
 And he was daddy's pride and joy 

 He learned to walk and talk on time
 But never cared much to be held
 and steadily he would decline
 Into his solitary shell 

 As a boy he was considered somewhat odd
 Kept to himself most of the time
 He would daydream in and out of his own world
 but in every other way he was fine 

 He's a Monday morning lunatic
 Disturbed from time to time
 Lost within himself
 In his solitary shell 

 temporary catatonic
 Madman on occasion
 When will he break out
 Of his solitary shell 

 He [bad word] to get through his day
 He was helplessly behind
 He poured himself onto the page
 Writing for hours at a time 

 As a man he was a danger to himself
 Fearful and sad most of the time
 He was drifting in and out of sanity
 But in every other way he was fine 

 He's a Monday morning lunatic
 Disturbed from time to time
 Lost within himself
 In his solitary shell 

 momentary maniac
 With casual delusions
 When will he be let out
 Of his solitary shell