What's The World Lyrics by James
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What will you sell
With the glasses and suit
Heart and soul
It won't wear out

That's not enough I want what's inside
Fish fillet knife would cut right through my eyes

I'm looking for some words
To call my own
Not worn-out phrases and hand-me-downs

They'll knock me
In where I stand
Put on its back
In a corned beef can

I'm going under
You can feel them stripping me down
To the rust inside

This is the way
Frankenstar is born

From bits and pieces others have worn
All held together by a management glue
Too much glue, and the stars turn blue
Turn blue
Turn blue
Turn blue
Turn blue

I'm going under
You can feel them pulling me down
To the holes inside

I,I,I,I
I,I,I,I,I,I,I,I
I,I,I
What will you sell   With the glasses and suit   Heart and soul   It won't wear out      That's not enough I want what's inside   Fish fillet knife would cut right through my eyes      I'm looking for some words   To call my own   Not worn-out phrases and hand-me-downs      They'll knock me   In where I stand   Put on its back   In a corned beef can      I'm going under   You can feel them stripping me down   To the rust inside      This is the way   Frankenstar is born      From bits and pieces others have worn   All held together by a management glue   Too much glue, and the stars turn blue   Turn blue   Turn blue   Turn blue   Turn blue      I'm going under   You can feel them pulling me down   To the holes inside      I,I,I,I   I,I,I,I,I,I,I,I   I,I,I