There's a man across the hall
Who sits starin' at the floor
And he thinks he's Hank Williams
Hear him singin' through the door
There's a girl in 203
Who stops by to visit me
And she talks about her songs
And the star that she should be
There are lots of special people
Stayin' in or passin' through
And for one thing or another
They're committed to Parkview
There's a girl in 207
Comin' down on thorazine
And a superstar's ex-drummer
Tryin' to kick benzedrine
There's a boy just down below me
Who's the son of some wellknown
He was brought in by his mother
Cause his daddy's always gone
There's a bump from down on Broadway
And a few quite well-to-do
Who has withdrawn from the ratrace
And 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 writer and a 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 choosin'
Some committed to Parkview
They wake me about six-thirty
Just before the morning meal
While they're takin' 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 're kinda foggy
And my nights 're dreamy too
But they're taking good care of me
While committed to Parkview (By J.R. Cash)