lay float on my back
pull my feet off the ground
let my head hit the sack

i'm muscle in plastic
nyjinski's bad move
just a white show piece
i've got nothing to lose

i preach for the praise
can't laugh so i gaze
like a bad offset
i'm just counting the days

i'm muscle in plastic
nyjinski's bad move
just a white show piece
i've got nothing, nothing to lose

sonar blips on my arms
my head's increased
just a hotel inmate
i'm the lover deceased
i'm the latent impression of a dancer's leg
i like faking persuasion
and laying my bed

i'm muscle in plastic
nyjinski's bad move
just a white show piece
i've got nothing to lose