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 Yes, 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 shots 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 Yeah, the 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 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 Yeah, 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 just a wind up toy Wi-wi-wind up toy Wind up toy They come here every night I see them, don´t you see them? That´s odd isn´t it? ´Cause you´re tired I´m wanting him down You have to go now it´s bed time
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