Shoelaces

From dusk to dawn you count along
The speaking clock on speakerphone
Can’t live on lucky strike and lucky strike alone
You can’t play scissor paper stone on your own
You were just goin through the motions
Couldn’t even tie your own shoe laces
The door to your cage was open
But you were too scared to fly out, and away
All day every day the fat lady sings
One arm tied on with a piece of string
Girl you’ll be a woman before you can count to ten
You can’t make little rabbits on the wall, when the night falls
You were just goin through the motions
Couldn’t even tie your own shoe laces
The door to your cage was open
But you were too scared to fly out, and away
Spell out her name in the clouds,
Aeroplane, aeroplane
Spell out her name in the clouds,
Aeroplane, aeroplane
For all the world to see