Sign me away, everything I own
Wrap it up in plastic and take it from my home
Give it to the government, give it to the church
Whenever they're done with it, feed it to the birds
Sign me away, write it in pen
Get it laminated and then dip it in cement
Hang it in the lobby just above a rubber tree
The official copy of a factory of me
When the world is over and the robot army comes
Filing down the mountain with their supersonic guns
I'll be free
'Cause you can have my body but you can't have me
Somebody had got it in my head
I was gonna be the biggest star they ever met
I wasn't Madonna in the naissance of her prime
Like an anaconda slowly wrapping around a prize
Ripe for the feast, eyes on the kill
Hungry, very hungry for the rapid blood to spill
Beady little eyes are burning holes in my back
Everyone's a voyeur here but no one will react
When the world is over and the robot army comes
Filing down the mountain with their supersonic guns
I'll be free
'Cause you can have my body but you can't have me
I don't think you really care
Long as there's a paper with your name on it somewhere
Giving you a piece of what someone might be someday
But you don't believe in anybody anyway
When the world is over and the robot army comes
Filing down the mountain with their supersonic guns
I'll be free
Floating on a sunbeam lost at sea
You can have my body but you can't have me
