Steel and Glass

(This is a story about your friend and mine

Who is it, who is it, who is it?)There you stand with your L.A. tan

And your New York walk and your New York talk

You're mother left you when you were small

But you're gonna wish you wasn't born at allSteel and glass [Repeat: x4]Your phone don't ring no one answers your call

How does it feel to be off the wallWell your mouthpiece squawks as he spreads your lies

But you can't pull strings if your hands are tied

Well your teeth are clean but your mind is capped

You leave your smell like an alley catSteel and glass [Repeat: x4]

Songwriters

Lennon, JohnPublished by

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