WHAT'S THE MATTER

It can hide behind crows feet eyes, cherry blossom wives with Christmas ties it won't matter
It will lie with a doctor's smile through a little child every once in a while you can't look at her
And you dream of your capital schemes is it the ends or the means That make you scream
Why do I lean - What's the matter - What's the matter

Its under water under glass its undernourished under cashed life on a high rise
Its just incorporated trash with no past it doesn't give much time for the goodbye
And a systematic failure or a cardiac impaler
Its religion its tradition and only superstition tells the truth - its not that loose
What's the matter

Its a woman of ninety eight lying still in a hospital bed screaming mama
Its a lie detectors dream even bus stops look obscene lonely motion
And a riot of all mothers and a fast by all the others I can see it
I can be it and only time is watching you
What's the matter