you cross your fingers
when you talk
in high-heels on quicksand
you even try to walk
it's written on your forehead
your make-up won't cover it up
artificial eyelash
it's your brain that needs a push-up
do you realize
where you stand
let me tell you
you're on quicksand
you represent our state of mind
i guess you have it all
but just like average mortals
you rise and then you fall
please let us know
when you're 98
all these scars from your
struggle against fate
when you talk
in high-heels on quicksand
you even try to walk
it's written on your forehead
your make-up won't cover it up
artificial eyelash
it's your brain that needs a push-up
do you realize
where you stand
let me tell you
you're on quicksand
you represent our state of mind
i guess you have it all
but just like average mortals
you rise and then you fall
please let us know
when you're 98
all these scars from your
struggle against fate