Words obscene
Man or machine
We pick apart our favorite themes
We pick apart people's being
To the count of three and four
What belongs to me is more
Heard it all and all before
If it's not mine then
It's not yours
Never met my name before
I drew my ceilings on the floor
And all my windows are my doors
This game is played without a score
Words obscene
Man or machine
We pick our favorite themes
We pick apart peoples being
Never met my name before
I drew my ceilings on the floor
And all my windows are my doors
This game is played without a score
To the count of three and four
What belongs to me is more
Heard it all and all before
If it's not mine then -