Straight Lines

(one, two, three; two, two, three) There you go again Said, it’s too complicated to explain So sit me in my high chair And pat me on the head But I’ll be making lists Pounding the table with my fists Trying to apply every law I ever read See there’s just no telling The parts that we’ve been selling This is just like you To fake some cute stage for me While you’ve been trying to make believe In the little monster you conceived I’m havin’ a hard time believing In anything much at all You and your straight lines You and your straight lines Always Well we all walk through those doors High hopes between the subclause We throw ourselves gladly into your little fishbowl It would take some persuasion About the strength of the equation Before it finally chalked up on just one more brick wall You and your straight lines You and your straight lines Always So here I am now Just another sacred cow Believe me your “what if’s” will turn to “if only’s” before long So tell me about ownership, boy Tell me about using lies as executive toys and Tell me, to who does this song belong You and your straight lines You and your straight lines Gonna sing along Gonna sing along I’m gonna sing along Yeah Oh, always