There you stand with your L.A. tan   And your New York walk and your New York talk   You're mother left you when you were small   But you're going to wish you wasn't born at all    Steel and glass (x4)   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 but your mind is capped   You leave your smell like an alley cat    Steel and glass (x4)      There you stand with your toilet sand   And your Mickey duck, and your Donald duck   Your daddy left when you was small   You're going to wish you wasn't born at all    Steel and glass (x2)      Now, now, now, now, now