Paper Dolls - Christ vs. Warhol

Tripping, I’m tripping on the accoutrements

Accoutrements demanded of one in this façade

What do I have to do to get your attention?

Should I wear my lips a radical hue?

Are my heels high enough?

Are they stiletto-enough?

Could it be that a hair has fallen out of place?

Would you look at my face?

Would you notice me, please?

Would you notice me,

please?

Alas, the hour is fading…

We are all paper dolls

Dress me up, pose me now

We are paper dolls

Dress me up, pose me now

Controlled by rhetoric, the brainwashed toys

Little girls entice the little boys

We are all paper dolls

Dress me up, pose me now!

Dancing, I gyrate on the dance floor

If I shake my booty hard enough, well then you’ll notice me

If I can lure you over, I can win you over

Next there’ll be a ring, a wedding cake, a sub-prime mortgage

Check out my reflection, so much is riding on my perfection

Our unborn children will be so very thankful

My heels were high enough and were stiletto-enough

Alas the hour is fading…

We are all paper dolls

Dress me up, pose me now

We are paper dolls

Dress me up, pose me now

If you follow the rules to a T, don’t you know

You can join the status quo

We are all paper dolls

Dress me up, pose me now!

«Buy this buy that, this will make you beautiful!»

(But only on the outside as it rots you from within)

«Buy this buy that, this will make you popular!»

(Just ignore the carcinogens that seep in through your skin)

«Buy this buy that, try the newest wonder diet!»

(The FDA says it’s OK and there’s a name that you can trust)

«Eat this, not that, who cares if it’s dangerous?»

(The FDA rates it OK and Oprah says that it’s a must)

We are all paper dolls

Dress me up, pose me now

We are all paper dolls

Dress me up, pose me now

And so we sit and feebly spin

In all the costumes you clothe us in

And capsized by a gust of wind

These fickle paper dolls can’t win

And so we sit and feebly spin

In all the costumes you clothe us in

And capsized by a gust of wind

These fickle paper dolls can’t win