Disposable
by Bill Nelson
From the album: Quit Dreaming and Get on the Beam
Track 4 of 12 on Quit Dreaming and Get on the Beam (1981).
Lyrics for Disposable
Welcome to the residence Of alien intelligence Step inside, look around Wall to wall, sound on sound A special room to call my own Perfect life, ideal home But something in the atmosphere Makes me want to disappear Disposable You make me feel disposable Disposable So-so surreal Disposable Yesterday is on the run Much more fun for everyone Extra time for extra leisure Leisure wear for rest and pleasure Everything is close to hand The living room has open plans Color schemes to match your mood Nothing fancy, nothing crude Dazzled by the look of things Your tape recorder heart still sings But life spills on from reel to reel In shades of gray, in stainless steel Behind closed doors each small appliance Forms an unholy alliance Could we be the perfect pair? I don't know and I don't care Disposable You make me feel disposable Disposable So-so surreal Disposable The purchase of discreet devices Is one of our more subtle vices Flick a switch for filtered air Be careful on the moving stair We hope you like the luxury Money doesn't grow on trees Don't forget to call again Love to see you, just say when Disposable You make me feel disposable Disposable So-so surreal Disposable You make feel Disposable (disposable) You make feel (you make feel) Disposable (disposable) You make feel (you make feel) Disposable (disposable) You make feel (you make feel) Disposable Disposable You make feel Disposable (disposable) Disposable (disposable) Disposa-