In the jar there were fireflies And when their bodies turned black you cried Cursing someone who'd take away The living things that you wanted for your play On the beach there were pails and sand A helium balloon tied to your hand Now from the Hamptons to Hollywood Your pleasure's not as free as it should be In your life there are living dolls They can't say no and you want them all Feeling good as you stretch your claws And take refreshments that make you pause