I've got a lot to prove, I mean to tell you I've played the part of cool, that's what I sell you I listen good, I listen well You're old and you have much to tell So come out of your quiet spell I've heard her scream, I know she yells I've seen it too, I know it well So while she's gone I'll entertain you There's not a lot that I could write about you Your name is Bob, you smoke a pipe That's what it amounts to But we're the same We all want peace We're victims of the same disease You deal with her, I'll deal with these You sit and stare off into space You've got much more to think than say I know you won't But you want to You spend your time, you spend my life Stuck in your room I take it hard because I tried To get you out to To have a stroll, to have a talk About your world, about the laws That keep you stuck, that keep you locked I know it's hard for you to change Before we part our separate ways You need to know I understand you