Comfort Zone

Comfort zone, comfort zone Touch the screen, turn it on It’s my favorite thing Ting-a-ling, bing-a-ping Once I left my comfort zone Couldn’t find a way back home So I took the wrong road Doing not what I was told And I knocked the wrong door Stepped on marble cold floor Met some refugees there In blue and yellow underwear They poured me a cup of tea And invited me to be One of them, to get money When the weather is sunny Wrapped in flags, we could get Quite a fortune from that Sorry its not the plot That would suit an old sod Like myself, I replied Thanks, but I’ll better hide Then I borrowed the charger Soon my world became larger Comfort zone, comfort zone Fully charged my old phone It’s for me tolls the bell And I do what it tells.