Clockwork Town

Here in a clockwork town Such a well-kept burial ground Where everyone is playin' the part Trying to sell you on little lies 'bout who they are And it sure don't feel like home Then again, what really does? Feels like everywhere I go Is just a passing lane from whence I came I change my name again Who am I fooling? The mail reaches its prior address Who gets to read it is anyone's guess I find it amusing Eyes and doll-hair signs What are you willing to do for an easy rhyme And it sure don't feel like home Then again, what really does? Feels like everywhere I go Is just a passing lane from whence I came I change my name again Who am I fooling? The mail reaches its prior address Who gets to read it is anyone's guess I find it amusing