From the recording Clutching At Straws (2019)

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Boy In The Bubble

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Honey, if your mind can tackle it I’ll appetize you with some hype My conception was immaculate Go on and put that in your pipe Well, my conception was deliberate For carryin’ on the family name I guess you could consider it A gamble or a guessing gameI was lackin' in immunityDisease spreadin' far and wideBaptized me into the communityAnd then they locked me up inside Pet project of my physician Ticket to his fortune and fame But I’m sendin’ him out a-fishin’ Skunkin’ his appetite for acclaim The boy in the bubble Now, my momma, she goosed and she coddled me She know I’ll never be athletic I’m ponderin’ Zeus and Aristotle Refinin’ my sense of right aesthetic Thinkin’ somehow I could jettison The intervention of my medic Mixin’, matchin’ medicine But nothing can relieve me of this headache The boy in the bubbleAin't no cure It’s a world full of limited choices All the blind white noise – insanity Ricochet of my echoin’ voice Is shootin’ holes in my juvenile vanity Outside there’s war and even more I’m growin’ hungry for distraction All this sterility, such a bore Longin’ to contaminate myself with action All of my young life I’ve been tortured By the wiles of feminine beauty Tied up down in this apple orchard Never pickin’ no fruit – too bound by my duty Thinkin’ right up until recently The compulsion would abate Takin’ all my common decency And I’m checkin’ at the gate (I’m breakin’ out) The boy in the bubble Ain’t no cureNo, no Honey, did you know I play the rubber band? I’m the original plastic man And I’m crackin’