Lyrics:

Don't be a toy on the back of a magazine, don't, don't be a toy, on the back of a magazine, theres a caricature no one reads
I know you've got a lot of special things to do with me i'm through, i know, it's alright, sing along.
Practice everything you preach you nun,
I got none today, expecting none tomorrow, and tomorrow after that release the strings of nashville, and watch the songs expire.
And silence is danger, but its not required here, so why you scared?
I know, you got alot of special things to do, with me i'm through, i know, its alright.
Sing a song, get you through the night.