( Music and Lyrics: Sam Mullins)

Remember when you brought me home
From a pet shop to a house of glass and chrome
Running through mazes for bright shiny faces
There’s not a lot of room to roam
I’ll take a spin in the wheel
Make all your little buddies squeal

Put me in my ball and let me roll
A tiny universe
A place that I can call my own
Put me in my ball and let me roll

Remember when I left my cage
You couldn’t find me for days and days and days
Running through cupboards
and frightening your mother
Another hair turns to gray.
I found a hole in the wall
I took a three story fall.

Put me in my ball and let me roll
A tiny universe
A place that I can call my own
Put me in my ball and let me roll

Freedom has gone out of style
I think I’ll stay for a while, if you…..

Put me in my ball and let me roll
A tiny universe
A place that I can call my own
Put me in my ball and let me roll

(Music and Lyrics – Sam Mullins)

Living in this house of mud and stone
Away from fax machines and telephones
May be far from your cup of tea
But I’ll be saying bye to NYC
You can keep the condo
If you find you can’t let go

Isolation terrifies your soul
A sudden impulse that you can’t control
Go tell your shrink your silly fears
‘Cause I won’t be around to lend an ear
You may miss the ballet
I can’t stand those acid rain days.

I found some sanity
You say we can’t be
Living a life in nowhere.

Concrete faces showing traces
Basket cases, rodent races
That’ll be the price you pay
Running with that crowd
Make me have some doubts
You’re living out some Villiage Voice cliché
Hanging down at Soho
Soup can artist, Pseudo Van Gogh

I found some sanity
You say we can’t be
Living a life in nowhere.

You can trade your Volvo for a Ford
With big snow tires and four on the floor
You don’t mind the freeway
I can’t stand another day

I found some sanity
You say we can’t be
Living a life in nowhere.