A room with a view of a wall
and some food three times a day
A stool with a lamp, and a bed
where my head will never lay

But I can't complain

No one screams
and no one laughs
and no one runs away
No one points
and no one grabs
and no one ever shames me
Why should I complain?
How could I complain?

A room with a door to the hall
and a lock I could never break
Some clothes and a hat and a watch
so that I will never be late

And I'll never complain

No one screams
and no one laughs
and no one runs away
No one points
and no one grabs
and no one ever chains me
Why should I complain?
How could I complain?