Wrapped In Plastic

guilt is a snake we beat with a rake

to grow in our kitchen in the pies we bake

feed it to us to squirm in our bellies

twisting our guts make our spines to jelly

stay, don't want to go now

drove the children from their chores

handcuffes housewives into whores

fear of the beast is calling it near

creating what we're hating, it's only fear that is here

stay, don't want to go now

i know the staek is cold but its wrapped in plastic

i know the steak is cold but its wrapped in plastic

i'm only as deep as the self that i dig

i'm only as sick as the stick in the pig

"thin and so white, thin and so white"

daddy tells the daughter

while mommy's sleeping at night

to wash away sin you must take off your skin

the righteous father wears the yellowist grin

"don't wanna go now"

stay, don't wanna go now, stay, don't wanna go now

i know the staek is cold but its wrapped in plastic