A Living Machine (In Your Body Waiting) - Adore, 1996

Whoa! Woke up this morning Closed in on all sides Nothing doing I feel resistance As I open my eyes Someone's fooling I've found a way to break Through this cellophane line 'Cause I know what's going on In my own mind Am I living in a box? Am I living in a cardboard box? Am I living in a box? Am I living in a cardboard box? Am I living in a box? Life goes in circles Around and around, circulating I sometimes wonder What's moving underground I'm escaping I've found a way to break Through this cellophane line 'Cause I know what's going on In my own mind Am I living in a box? (Living) Am I living in a cardboard box? Am I living in a box? (Living) Am I living in a cardboard box? Am I living in a box? Oh (Living) (Living) (Living) I've found a way to break Through this cellophane line 'Cause I know what's going on In my own mind Am I living in a box? (Living) Am I living in a cardboard box? Am I living in a box? (Living) Am I living in a cardboard box? Am I living in a box? (Living) Am I living in a cardboard box? Am I living in a box? (Living) Am I living in a cardboard box? Am I living in a box? (Living) Am I living in a cardboard box Am I living in a box? (Living) Am I living in a cardboard box Am I living, am I living, am I living? Am I living, am I living, am I living? (In a box) Am I living, am I living? Am I living in a cardboard box? Am I living in a box? Am I living, am I living? Am I living in a cardboard box? Am I living in a box?

Get up Roll up your sleeves and strap on them boots Clocking in and out, it's the work week blues Got mouths to feed and bills to pay All work, no play Long days they're all the same The fuckin' boss don't even know my name This nine to five Gotta leave it behind Or break your fucking back and keep your ass in line Thin lines I'm walking all the time Fuck these deadlines, leave 'em all behind Hell yeah All my worries are gone When the music's loud and the grill's on Hell yeah Living for the weekend Monday got me feeling slugged out Tuesday and I'm already burnt out Wednesday just the hump of the work week Thursday, Friday fuck outta my way Work hard all week don't forget your Uncle Sam And if you're trying to catch a break, say fuck the man Hell yeah All my worries are gone When the music's loud and the grill's on Hell yeah Living for the weekend Everybody needs a break sometimes I need a break before I lose my mind Everybody needs a break sometimes So gimme mine before I lose my fucking mind Get up Hell yeah All my worries are gone When the music's loud and the grill's on Hell yeah Living for the weekend Hell yeah All my worries are gone When the music's loud and the grill's on Hell yeah Living for the weekend

You say this will be alright Just put my faith in you Let you have another try And show me all that you can do But now here we go again Back down a dead-end street I'm hoping maybe this time though The truth and the lies might meet But I don't think they'll get along If I didn't know that look In your eyes so well Then maybe I could play your game And believe the lies you tell You say this is for my good Well my good could use some help You promised me my heaven But I'm living in your hell Maybe in another life And maybe I can find you there Or maybe we can make this right Or maybe I just wouldn't care I've taken this long enough And I can't go on this way So I guess it's over now There's only one thing left to say It's time to be moving on If I didn't know that look In your eyes so well Then maybe I could play your game And believe the lies you tell You say this is for my good Well my good could use some help You promised me my heaven But I'm living in your hell You only want someone to blame But that's just who you are Well all I wanted to find was something beautiful I thought that I had found something to last forever But all there was to find is you're no better You're no better You're no better You're no better If I didn't know that look In your eyes so well Then maybe I could play your game And believe the lies you tell You say this is for my good Well my good could use some help You promised me my heaven But you know this song too well You say this is for my good Well my good could use some help You promised me my heaven But I'm living in your hell