There's this guy who lives and works at home

He types all day, talks on the phone

One day he looks over his screen

He sees a man across the street

Then something happens, I'm not sure what

It's not important to the story, but

It makes him think about his life

About his kids and his second wife

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I've got a few pages written already

And I'm working on it every Thursday night

The plot is coming along real well

I just need to get the characters right

That's my novel idea

That's my novel idea

The setting could be ancient Rome

But I'll need something to replace the phone

That would symbolize disconnectedness

Forget it, I'll use the Wild West

The telegraph will be my device

He'll be without his kids and wife

Yes, that would tie in perfectly

To my theme of masculinity

Chorus

The second act's a mystery

I'll figure it out eventually

A conflict to be overcome

Or an affair with a someone

But that's been done it's kinda lame

My work of art can't be the same

Maybe he will commit a crime

Or go with an alien back in time

Chorus