Pinball

And I burn out of pale ale
And I feel like I'm in jail
And my music bores me once again
And I've been on the pinball
And I no longer know it all
And they say that you never know when you're insane

Got fleas in the bedroom
I got flies in the bathroom
And the cat just finished off the bread
So I walk over SoHo
And I read about Monroe
And I wonder, "Was she really what they said?"

Got a call from a good friend
"Come on down for the weekend"
Didn't know if I could spare the time
I knew a woman who was crazy
About a boy who was lazy
But it didn't work out 'cause they just couldn't make it right

Hey, Jude, you were alright
I could've grooved with ya all night
But you turned your back on the party game
Mama, if I keep my head clean
Will I really have a good dream
Or will I wake up in confusion just the same?

And I run out of pale ale
And I feel like I'm in jail
Got the fleas in the bedroom (so I walk over SoHo)
Got the flies in the bathroom (and I read about Monroe)
Got a call from a good friend (I knew a woman who was crazy)
"Come on down for the weekend" (about a boy who was lazy)

Hey, Jude, you were alright (mama, if I keep my head clean)
I could've danced with ya all night (will I really have a good dream?)
And I've been on the pale ale (and I feel like a pinball)
And I feel like I'm in jail (and I feel like a pinball)
And I feel like a pinball (and I feel like a pinball)
And I feel like a pinball (and I feel like a pinball)
And I feel like a pinball