Steel and Glass

(This is a story about your friend and mine)

(Who is it, who is it, who is it?)

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 gonna wish you wasn't born at all

Hey!

Steel and glass

Steel and glass

Steel and glass

Steel and glass

Mm, mm, mm, mm

Mm, mm, mm

Mm, mm, mm

Your phone don't ring, no one answers your call

How does it feel to be off the wall?

Hey!

(Hey, hey! All right)

Mm, hmm, hmm

Mm, hmm

Mm, hmm

Well your mouthpiece squawks as he spreads your lies

But you can't pull string if your hands are tied

Hey, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh

Hey!

Well your teeth are clean but your mind is capped

You leave your smell like an alley cat

Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh

Eh!

Steel and glass

Steel and glass

Steel and glass

Steel and glass

Nah, nah, da, da, nah

Nah, da, da, da

Da, da

Hey, hey, hey, hey

Eh, eh, eh, eh

Hey, hey

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

Hey, hey, hey, hey

Hey, hey

Hey!

Hey, hey, hey, hey