Homunculus - Your Own Design lyrics

What's his name from down the hall never ever leaves the room at all Locks the door because he's up to something strange Outside there's a camera crew scooping up a shoot for the evening news Gotta get a shot of what's his name for all the world to see All that time He's a credit card manipulator With no incentive to unwind He's a 1-900 operator It never goes according to your own design Get a load of the girl next door, wanna say I've seen her face before Think it was an ad for a lipstick in a magazine Outside another camera crew waiting for another interview Gotta get a word with the girl next door for all the world to see All that time With warning signs illuminated We thought her tumor was benign And she's still on kids incorporated It never goes according to your own design All that time My heart has been incarcerated Without a reason to resign Oh my god I think I'm liberated It never goes according to your own design It never goes according to your own design It never goes according to your own design It never goes according to your own design It never goes according to your own design