Steel And Glass
John Lennon

There you stand with your L.A. tan
And your New York walk and your New York talk
Your mother left you when you were small
But you're gonna wish you wasn't born at all.

Steel and glass
Steel and glass
Steel and glass
Steel and glass

Your phone don't ring no one answers your call
How does it feel to be off the wall

Well 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 cat.

Steel and glass
Steel and glass
Steel and glass
Steel and glass.

©Lennon Music/ATV Music Corp.