There you stand
With your L.A. 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
Your phone don't ring
No one answers your call
How does it feel
To be off the wall
Your mouthpiece squawks
As he spreads your lies
But you can't pull strings
If your hands are tied
Your teeth are clean
But your mind is capped
You leave your smell
Like and alley cat
Steel and glass
Steel and glass
There you stand with
Your toilet scent
And your Mickey duck
And your Donald fuck
Your daddy left
When you were small
But you're gonna wish
You wasn't born at all
Steel and glass
Steel and glass
Steel and glass

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