Human Upholstery
I'm feelin' lika junkie
I'm talkin' to ya brother
I'm feeling lika stupid boy
Who doesn't know what matters
You got the most expensive clothes and stuff
Just to show off your skin's so silky
But your head is smokin', your ass is smokin'
Your skin's so tawny from the regular solarium session
Your sweet complexion need some more supplies of make-up
Your body's your eyes are senseless?
You're like sirloin that tastes so good
But when the meat's burnin' it ain't smells that good
U take care of your body
Your spirit' asleep
U take care of your wardrobe
It's a human upholstery
Where's your spirit?