(Music: John Abadi, Sam Mullins, Lyrics: Sam Mullins, Stu Mullins)

Running down a gloomy hallway
Everyone looks fluorescent white
No one seems to find the humor
That’s all right.

There’s a room with fifteen tubes
And last week’s laundry in a heap
Fifteen friends who suffer from
a lack of sleep.

Writing slogans on a virgin sidewalk
Is a novel way to pass the day
When the world  has you in a headlock
And the hackers won’t come out to play

There is book by William Burroughs
giving a clue to crack the code.
Too many readings
Just might make the mind explode.

Computing pi to a thousand places
Is a novel way to spend the night
No need to hear the tortured cases
Of a waterfront urbanite.

Meeting trekkies for a cherry sno cone.
Is a novel way to spend the night
An identity to call your own
Just a little bit of Barney Fife