I scrub it scrub it; scrub it so hard it screams
I take it take it; take it to the new regime
I call on potions, I ration off my last bit of steam
I take for granted, with you nothing is quite what it seems

Good God Almighty won’t help us through this sudden mistake
I am embodied, am bothered by the truth it fixes
Attention shoppers, the siren in the skin cannot win your retribution; the proof is too thin
I scrub it scrub it; and take it to the new regime

The passing fancy of everyone that’s on my team
The classy patsy is promised with a dark new day
The chance of goodness, he would steal another dream
No matter what happens today I know I’m seen OK
No matter what happens today I know I seem OK