Puppy love at seventeen, pretty girls and beauty queens Telling lies youve yet to see, living lives theyll never lead Giving birth to what they want, aborting all that they do not And making love to the front door of anything that leads to more Make a million bucks a day in Argentina the right way But now Im pounding on the pavement, making way for my enslavement Making way for my enslavement This is not your scene now But its the only thing now That brings you to your knees now It brings you to your knees Play the part out to a T, its what they want now dont you see Dangle a carrot, such a tease, obvious transparency But you knew it from the start, nothing here comes from the heart Except the voices in your head, analyzing what they said And you try to hold it down, but they just keep hanging around Trying to be the only sound, trying to make you leave this town