Everyday I shit into the sea

its strange but it doesn't mean much to me

I'm living in a porcelain dream

and things aren't quite what they seem



I try to keep things so nice

each surface glowing snow white

its good to be alive in here

The worlds gonna be alright

ooh the worlds gonna be alright



Everyday I talk to my machines

more sense than talking to human beings

its pretty in the land of the free

where things ain't quite what they seem



My whole worlds cheap and phony

Dear hearts get lost and lonely

I'll get whats coming to me soon