No Monsters in Me

Gary Golf stops all the clocks

With night nurse slippers and socks

He tries to keep this thoughts clean

By washing with Listerine

A little peck on the cheek

In dazed pajamas and sheets

Keep the light on, I'm not tired

I want to read my Dick Francis

Dirty Frauleins and nasty Nazis

There are no monsters in me

Car alarms letting off steam

Gary hears them in his dreams

Panic outside is seeping in

Just easy-listening to him

Turns in his sleep and smiles to himself

There are no monsters in me

Cause Garry's out on the Green

No growing pains for him

Gary Golf Ball Eyes is not in