Stale — текст песни (beanbag)

Cruel bagged then snagged is how I want things done.
I want the best in my life and I`ll please anyone.
I`m strapped into this chair watching TV that`s aired live across the globe, I smell!
Throw your attention over here I`ve got something to say
It won`t change your life, but that`s "cool" these days.
and now an ad is on.
The show is gone from the box in front of me.
My eyes are burning radiation from the microwave that`s on it`s cooking my meal,
it`s a TV dinner and I think it`s fake veal.
You can`t burn it in the microwave and if I did, hey, I could order out anyway.
You can`t burn it in the microwave and if you did, hey.
You`ve been created from an image of love.
You`ve been created in an image of God.
Too complex I go to rest I can`t seem to get things done.
I`m a woman with a mouth and I`m prepared to switch it on.
I`ve just come back from all this walking `cause I`m losing weight
was talking with a friend of Sharon`s mum, fat was out, I looked dumb.
I saw myself in the mirror and I guess I`m getting thinner.
I`ve been taking all these pills, I better eat some meals
but what`s the point? will I see clearer or will I be bigger?
I go to church every Sunday, but when it comes Monday
I`m back at work where I scream and curse
I talk real dirty to people make them think I`m real cool
My life`s so simply complex
I leave small groups are on, but what is that as I slam down the phone.