Would someone be so kind
 As to tell me where I am
 I feel a time and a space
 That I really can't explain
 There's a long road behind me
 But it's hazy up ahead
 Maybe I should draw the curtains
 Maybe I should get to bed
 I love it in the bubble
 I love it in the bubble
 I love it in the bubble
 It's like being in the womb
 And no-one knows the number
 To my little padded room

 What day is it this morning
 Do I know and do I care?
 The bag man is calling
 We're moving on from here
 I'm in and out of focus
 I'm in and out of touch
 No need and no connection
 With reality and such

 I love it in the bubble
 I love it in the bubble
 I love it in the bubble
 It's like being in the womb
 And no-one knows the number
 To my little padded room

 And I'm hanging on
 Hanging on
 Yeh I'm hanging on
 Hanging on

 I cut a key to the highway
 I was barely seventeen
 I was gonna do it my way
 The best there'd ever been
 Born to be a winner
 Never ever lose
 No deals with the devil
 Just the rhythm and the blues

 I love it in the bubble
 I love it in the bubble
 I love it in the bubble
 It's like being in the womb
 And no-one knows the number
 To my little padded room

 And I'm hanging on