Alice Cooper - Wind-Up Toy

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 Imall smiles
the good little shots must be winning
Yes, they crank my dial
My motor is stalled but my wheels are sti will spinning
Daddy wont discuss me
What a state I must be
Mommy couldnt stand living with a wind-up toy
All my friends li have on the floor
Tiny legs and tiny eyes
Theyre free to crawl under the door
And, and someday soon so wi will I
But now Imall smiles
These good little shots must be working
Imso happy now
Look, my fingers dont shake and my head isnt jerking
Daddy wont discuss me
What a pain I must be
Mommy couldnt stand having such a wound-up boy
Doctors want to check me
Poke me and dissect me
What do they expect?
Feelings froma wound-up toy?
I dont think so
I7m just a wound-up toy
Imjust a wind-up toy
Imlost 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 wont discuss me
What a pain I must be
Mama couldnt stand having such a wound-up boy
Imjust a wind-up toy
Ima wind-up toy
Imjust a wind-up toy
Imjust a wind-up toy