There's a man across the hall
Who sits staring at the floor
And he thinks he's Hank Williams
Hear him singing through the door
There's a girl in 202
Who stops by to visit me
And she talks about her songs
And the star that she should be
There's a lot of real fine talent
Staying in or passing through
And for one thing or another
They're committed to Parkview
There's a girl in 207
Coming down on Thorazine
And a superstar's ex-drummer
Trying to kick Benzedrine
There's a real fine country singer
Who has tried and tried and tried
They just brought him in this morning
An attempted suicide
There are those who never made it
Those who did and now are through
Some came of their own good choosing
Some 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 boy just down 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
And a few quite well-to-do's
Who have withdrawn from the rat race
And committed to Parkview
They wake me about 6:30
Just before the morning meal
While they're taking my blood pressure
They ask me how I 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
And my days are kind of foggy
And my nights are dreamy too
For they're taking good care of me
While committed to Parkview