polyester (yes sir)

(Oh, oops–)

It's a nightmare
Trapped en plein air
The paint is drying
I just stand there
With a smile
A stupid pocket square
Rank and file
And I know that

It's true
Feelin' blue
Follow closely, listen slowly
To myself at night
When it's lonely
When I step right into line
Just a little to the left
Step right, don't you lie
There's so little to me

Left my life
'Low the frame
Now I've found me to blame

Polyester, that's a yes sir
I can't take another gesture
Step right into line
Just a little to the left
Step right, don't you lie
There's so little to me

Left my life
'Low the frame
(Something stifles all the worry)
Now I've found me to blame
(Something stifles all the worry now)

(Glass in my sweater)
(Glass in my sweater)

Left my life (left my life)
Below the frame
(Something stifles all the worry)
Make no sound (make no sound)
God, I'm dying
(Something stifles all the worry)
(Someone stop this constant worry)
(Somewhere I don't have to worry now)