Baby's gone down to toyland Shoppin' for a brand new gun Baby's gone down to toyland 'Cause that's how her whole life's been run It's run off the backs of those who have no say Run down in front of people in the way Baby's gone down to toyland The heat makes her whole world go 'round Baby's gone down to toyland The carousel stoppped in her town Never do the right guys call her When they call her at all Quiet, there's the phone line The static says it all And all the crimees against her Change her colours like the fall And bad times which never left Are starting to wind down Baby's gone down to toyland Stoppin' by a brand new gun My baby's gone down to toyland The metal makes her think that she's won No clouds burst into her daytime She's got her own thunder now The scenes seen on her street Can feel her sadness wow Wind down Wind you right down Wind you right away Baby's gonna take her own life into her hands Baby's gonna taker her own life into her hands Baby walks down Canal Street Reachin' for her steely blue friend Baby pulls out her mean street An out of state means to an end No more will a boy who's fadin' Make her feel like toys to men
© Sid Griffin
© Sid Griffin