I'm a claustrophobic, agoraphobic, there's nothing I can do
I'm too scared to go outside and I'm shit scared of my loo
I don't like being confined, I get all claustrophobic
I don't like spiders either, I'm borderline arachnophobic
I haven't left my house, for well over twenty years
I've got a kind next door neighbour, who goes out and gets my beers
I used to have a nice garden, my grass was soft as silk
But that's all overgrown now, I can't even collect my milk
I haven't got any furniture, just a mattress for my bed
There are some times, when I think I'd be better off dead
It does have its advantages, I mean I don't have to work
I'm a claustrophobic, agoraphobic, I'm also a berk.
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