Steel And Glass - John Lennon

Composed by：John Lennon

This is a story about your friend and mine

Who is it who is it who is it

There you stand with your LA tan

And your New York walk and your New York talk

Your mother left you when you were small

But you're going to 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