Steel and Glass – Candlebox – letras

by John LennonThere you standWith your L.A. tanAnd your New York walkAnd your New York talkYour mother left you when you were smallBut you’re gonna wishyou wasn’t born at allSteel and GlassSteel and GlassYour phone don’t ringNo one answers your callHow does it feel to be off the wallYour mouthpiece squawks as he spreadsYour liesBut you can’t pull strings if your handsAre tiedYour teeth are clean but your mindIs cappedYou leave your smell like and alley catSteel and GlassSteel and GlassThere you stand withyour toilet scentAnd your Mickey duckand your Donald fuckYour Daddy left when you were smallBut you’re gonna wishyou wasn’t born at allSteel and GlassSteel and Glass