Tin Strong

[Chorus: Dom + (Kaleena)
These tin men are no nonsense, not the happiest thing
They make the call between black and
White and what grays born in between
And they say kids your age should be reaching for the street lights
While banking on their reproductive
Organs and the work week's guiding light

This is the bound and tired oath, the anthem of our aged
An approximate and fearful wile that hooks the belt from caged
By bills and bills and bills and will till nerve and hand one name
Cute thief the youth that nothing can pill tame
And sleep the sleep of curricul refrain
[Chorus: Dom + (Kaleena)
These tin men are no nonsense, not the happiest thing
They make the call between black and
White and what grays born in between
And they say kids your age should be reaching for the street lights
While banking on their reproductive
Organs and the work week's guiding light

These tin men are no nonsense