Steel And Glass

There you stand With your LA tan And your New York walk And your New York talk Your mother left you When you were small But you’re gonna wish You wasn’t born at all Steel and glass      Steel and glass Steel and glass      Steel and glass Your phone don’t ring No one answers your call How does it feel To be off the wall? Well your mouthpiece squawks As he spreads your lies But you can’t pull strings If your hands are tied Well your teeth are clean And your mind is capped You leave your smell Like an alley cat Steel and glass      Steel and glass Steel and glass      Steel and glass There you stand With your toilet sand And your Mickey Duck And your Donald Fuck Your daddy left you When you was small You’re gonna wish You wasn’t born at all Steel and glass      Steel and glass