"Some Kind of Fun" as written by Chuck Cleaver, Randy Cheek, Bill Alletzhauser and David R. Morrison....
The quiet one, the one named Steven
Listens to the voice of reason
They miss him at the kitchen
Where he's given daily bread

Another one, the one named Harry
Vegetable or visionary
Said he had a dream with Steven
Flying overhead

He watched him until he lost him in the sun
He must be having some kind of fun
A thousand miles, a world away
A woman starts another day

She drinks her mud and draws a tub
And waits for it to fill
A box arrives with nothing in it
Setting off her head a spin

It goes round and round and round
Until it all begins to spill
Before she knows another day is done
She must be having some kind of fun
And she says, "Don't pray for me."

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"Some Kind of Fun" as written by Chuck Cleaver Bill Alletzhauser

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