Marker Pen

The nicest bloke I've ever known
 Got locked up in a nursing home
 Some disorder of the brain
 It had a scientific name
 They filled him full of pills and then
 Left him with a marker pen
 With no paper to his name
 He started up a little game
 Wrote upon the t.v. screen
 And the beverage machine
 'Out of order' - wrote on chairs
 That someone else was sitting there
 Wrote on exit doors 'return'
 Wrote on curtains 'will not burn'
 Wrote on the telephone 'lines are dead'
 Wrote 'on his head' on his head
 Even though he was insane
 Driven mad by the constant strain
 Of repetition and empty scenes
 Where everything is and nothing means
 Subverting symbols back to front
 Proved he was intelligent
 So they let him out and left me behind
 Now I got his pen and plenty of time
 All of this just goes to show
 What words can do with the status quo