Nobodys here quiet soft air
Play solitarian life
I notice my hands giving me loud applause
If youre a goat you dont mind
Gee its great to be home
Hobbies galore
Dont you engage in a craft
Dont you like it alone
Locked behind doors
Made the test youre the best
Passing the grade every time
Busy in love cutting up stuff
Writing the melodies light
Ten pounds a day isnt the kind of bread
One would expect to be mine
But theres always home
Hobbies galore
Why doesnt somebody talk
Dont you like me a lot
Locked behind doors
Where you at wherem I at
Walking the floors onto you
Nobodys here what would I care
Painting the musical night
Throw me away apathy blinded you
Just when my hobbies are right
But theres always home
Hobbies galore
Dont you engage in a craft
Dont you like it alone
Locked behind doors
Wherem I at where you at
Walking the floors onto you
Im growing through you
Im going to to display my
Hobbies galore just for you