Wind-Up Toy

Voices come from down the hall In my room all painted white I have my bat and rubber ball I like to sleep with them at night But now I'm all smiles The good little shots must be winning Guess they crank my dial My motor is stalled But my wheels are still spinning Daddy won't discuss me What a state I must be Mommy couldn't stand Living with a wind-up toy All my friends live on the floor Tiny legs and tiny eyes They're free to crawl under the door And and someday soon so will I But now I'm all smiles These good little shocks must be working I'm so happy now Look my fingers don't shake And my head isn't jerking Daddy won't discuss me Oh what a pain I must be Mommy couldn't stand Having such a wound-up boy Doctors want to check me Poke me and dissect me What do they expect Feelings from a wind-up toy I don't think so I'm just a wind-up toy A wind-up toy I'm lost in a nightmare Shiny white halls Drawing rats on the wall Solitary confinement Chained in a cell Got my own private hell The preacher crucifies me Warden wants to fry me I was never young Never just a little boy Daddy won't discuss me Oh what a pain I must be Mama couldn't stand Having such a wound-up boy I'm just a wind-up toy I'm a wind-up toy I'm just a wind-up toy I'm just a wind-up toy I'm just a wind-up toy Wind-up toy Wind-up toy I'm just a wind-up toy Wind-up toy Wind-up toy I'm just a wind-up toy I'm just a wind-up toy I'm just a wind-up Wind-up Wind-up Wind-up Wind-up toy I'm so happy I'm just a wind-up toy Wa wa wa wind-up toy Wa wind wind-up toy They come here every night I see them Don't you see them Hmm that's odd isn't it I'm so tired I'm winding down You'll have to go now It's bedtime Steven