Shiny Teeth, Glass House
He fits many families on a mortgage.
He fits many families in his house.
He affords to live on earth.
What cannot he afford?
What cannot he afford?
For all the smiles he can get from those that have not crossed him yet, has he given up his stability for something of a pleasant ability?
He could look somewhere else.
No stucco. He is sophisticated. He is. He is.
He is a consumer of streets and services.
He could look somewhere else.
(Possibly Jupiter.)
He cuts the lawn every Saturday morning.
To forget about everything he should be mourning.
Why doesn't he have a gardener?
Grace in the form of a lawn in front.
Just like his image.
Removed from his mark.
No stucco. He is sophisticated. He is. He is.
No stability. He is wavering away. He is. He is.
All those glittering glass windows.
All those glittering glass windows.
All for him to shine.
All for him to be occupied.
A wall made of glass.
He can have glass ceilings too!
Shall his entire life be stuck in a box?
Indeed it shall.
(Let's hope he doesn't throw diamonds.)
He is a consumer of streets and services.
Some may be shady.
All to take his mind away.
He is a consumer of sand and ocean.
All to take his mind away.
Some may be shady.