The Puppet Motel

<br>I live on the highway near the puppet motel I log in every day I know the neighborhood well. no about the residents of the puppet motel theyre more than a little spooky and most of them are mea<br><br>Eyre runnin the numbers theyre playin cops and robbers down in the dungeons inside their machines. cause they dont know whats really real now theyre havin fourth dimentional dreams their<br><br>S are out on bail now and real is only what it seems. and all the puppets in this digital jail theyre runnin around in a frenzy in search of the holy grail. theyre havin virtual sex. theyre<br><br>N virtual food. no wonder these puppets are always in a lousy mood. so if you think we live in a modern world where everything is clean and swell take a walk on the b side of town down by the p<br><br>Motel take a whiff. burning plastic. I drink a cup of coffee I try to revive my minds a blank Im barely alive my nerves are shot I feel like hell guess its time to check in at the puppet mot<br><br>Oot up. good afternoon. pause<br><br>. oooo. I really llike the way you talk. pardon me. shut down.