Toy Boy (Live)

I'm a wind up toy In an up-down world If you leave me all alone I'll make a mess for sure I've a heart of gold In the smallest size Leave me in the dark You never hear me cry More than an illustration Points of articulation Come to life on a brass spring Such a wonderful plaything It's a cruel cross That I have to bear If you come a little close I'm going to pull your hair More than just a toy In a patched blue suit Hold me in your arms I'm just a boy like you But your momma thought There was something wrong Didn't want you sleeping With a boy too long It's a serious thing In a grown-up world Maybe you'd be better With a Barbie girl You knew that I adored ya But you left me in Georgia Toys are not sentimental How could I be for rental She's the meanest hag That has ever been Pulled out my insides With an old safety pin I'm the sorest sight Now i feel like trash Clothes are made of rags And they don't even match So she dressed me up As the man she loved And threw me in a box When she had had enough Now the light of day I no longer see She stuck her voodoo pins Where my eyes used to be Accidentally tragic Victim of her black magic Had a boy once who loved me Now he's so afraid of me On a long lost day When you're grey and old You'll be there remembering Your old toy boy When your only son's Wondering what to be Tell him the story of A boy like me Oooooooo Oooooooo