In the jar there were fireflies

And when their bodies turned black you cried

Cursing someone who'd take away

The living things that you wanted for your play



On the beach there were pails and sand

A helium balloon tied to your hand

Now from the Hamptons to Hollywood

Your pleasure's not as free as it should be



In your life there are living dolls

They can't say no and you want them all

Feeling good as you stretch your claws

And take refreshments that make you pause