The only time it's not inside out
when poison clouds are comin' out the mouth
dragged along by honey to the deep south
only the sweetest torture for her highness


what's that capsule going to do?
it's not just your dress that they're seeing through
you fed it well, watched it as it grew
once was the freedom, now it's the glue


 speak up doll, we can't hear you
didn't you learn oh didn't you learn
 that you stand in line
you gotta keep time
get on your knees or they'll give you a fine
 keep your chin up
above your half-empty cup
oh look at that you musta run out of luck
 don't you know they sell that at the dollar store
you can work in fast food or become a whore
there's a disco man at your front door
don't tell me you don't want this anymore

now now sweetie no need to drop your head
think of it this way at least you ain't dead
i say i'd rather be that instead 
instead of drinking bleach and eatin' lead