Wind-up Toy Lyrics
In my room all painted whiteI have my bat and rubber ballI like to sleep with them at nightBut now I'm all smilesthe good little shots must be winningYes, they crank my dialMy motor is stalled but my wheels are still spinningDaddy won't discuss meWhat a state I must beMommy couldn't stand living with a wind-up toyAll my friends live on the fllorTiny legs and tiny eyesThey're free to crawl under the doorAnd, and someday soon so will IBut now I'm all smilesThese good little shots must be workingI'm so happy nowLook, my fingers don't shake and my head isn't jerkingDaddy won't discuss meWhat a pain I must beMommy couldn't stand having such a wound-up boyDoctors want to check mePoke me and dissect meWhat do they expect?Feelings froma wound-up toy?I don't think soI7m just a wound-up toyI'm just a wind-up toyI'm lost in a nightmareShiny white hallsDrawing rats on the wallSolitary confinementChained in a cellgot my own private hellPreacher crucifies meWarden wants to fry meI was never youngNever just a little boyDaddy won't discuss meWhat a pain I must beMama couldn't stand having such a wound-up boyI'm just a wind-up toyI'm a wind-up toyI'm just a wind-up toyI'm just a wind-up toy
Alice Cooper Wind-up Toy
