I am your I am your I am your mechanical bride Nothing is done my approval
I own you, I own you I how long you sleep And how rest You are ever
I decide you desire I you time to think I am the mirror, constant That follows and you wherever you go
And out the light At the end of every you try Be on Be on
feel like you're always late Always feel you're always late And need more scolding and
Do not Do not Do not fall Wings are flapping right you
You know what's coming As I swoop down a hungry owl And sink my talons into your And drag you back to square one
The pain gets a little worse every Crash, crumple, crash, Do not go, do not collect Your dignity and your respect
Give up, over Give up, over No allowed to try something you like The bills all due yesterday
You've failed, through You've failed, you're
First we our habits then they form us We dress up as someone every day Gingerbread houses, surprises What best the witches won't let you have
These days a baby Is like having a BMW used to be While they're Play new age cassettes
To transmit messages I like mom, I like I like to study, I like
I am the teacher who yelled at you For not paying And you in front of the entire class And dragged you around the room by the
This is what happens to boys and Whose is messy Be like the others orders
Obey what is put in of you Imagination is the sin You can't be creative the rest of life counselor wants a word with you
If you liked school, you'll love Resign yourself to a job hate Get a hobby but it in the garage Shove yourself a slot
Despise your your boss knows best We all do what we want to do Always settle for what you're to expect Do not take chances you fail
And you want to find out the hard way How our society The The who make mistakes
Bad Bad depression Mental hospitals,
Born on the cutting room Die in the bin by the door, hypothermia of the Why do chase so many useless toys In search of the perfect sitter?
For just 19.95 and just thirteen minutes out of your day You could have the full rich experience of Without the mess of the real
It's called Video Creative Programming Incorporated Offering all of the And of the commitment
I am your calendar, there is no I am why you're so to respect yourself I led you down garden after path With carrots on a I'll let you taste but never
in the wrong door I slam it on your Go back, is not allowed Go back, not
I leave you and afraid Never bounty Never nerve
To reach out for better Than the grind you your life
The hatch of your hamster cage is But who waits just outside the door Stay on your Keep running on that wheel
Briefcase in Money rains down out of reach You'll burn out enough It's all part of the
you're no longer useful You can retire To the glue factory of choice Free at last to scratch head Wondering happened
how time flew Right you Free at last to wonder happened Free at last, I bid you
On own, to wait to die On your own, to to die On your own, to to die On own, to wait to die