You sit in your office
Oh all those papers to be filled
Looking to the left you se another pile.
It´s even bigger than the first one
Yeah, lunchbrake in 20 minutes
So you go and eat some crap food
Junkfood don´t do you any good at all
And you rush bac to the office
You even say hello to the janitor in the doorway
He cleans up your trash for you
And sometimes you don´t even notice him at all.
Well, you live in a bubble
You live in a bubble yeah
Mr. Bubble
Your coming home
Your wife barely notices you
You have a god but you seldom pet it
You seldom take her out for a walk and if you do
You complain that it doesen´t obey you
It doesen´t obey you
Why Should it?
A dog needs a soul to follow
And you are Mr. Bubble
You are just Mr. Bubble
And you have some friends, you seldom see them
And when you have some time in your tight schedule to meet them you are nervous about meeting your own friends.
Mr. Bubble
