Beanbag Stale Lyrics:
Cruel bagged then snagged is how I want things
done. I want the best in my life and I'll please
anyone. I'm strapped into this chair watching TV
that's aired live across the globe, I smell! Throw
your attention over here I've got something to say
It won't change your life, but that's
&quotcool&quot these days. and now an ad is on.
The show is gone from the box in front of me. My
eyes are burning radiation from the microwave
that's on it's cooking my meal, it's a TV dinner
and I think it's fake veal. You can't burn it in
the microwave and if I did, hey, I could order out
anyway. You can't burn it in the microwave and if
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you did, hey. You've been created from an image of
love. You've been created in an image of God. Too
complex I go to rest I can't seem to get things
done. I'm a woman with a mouth and I'm prepared to
switch it on. I've just come back from all this
walking 'cause I'm losing weight was talking with
a friend of Sharon's mum, fat was out, I looked
dumb. I saw myself in the mirror and I guess I'm
getting thinner. I've been taking all these pills,
I better eat some meals but what's the point? will
I see clearer or will I be bigger? I go to church
every Sunday, but when it comes Monday I'm back at
work where I scream and curse I talk real dirty to
people make them think I'm real cool My life's so
simply complex I leave small groups are on, but
what is that as I slam down the phone.
Lyrics: Stale, Beanbag [end]