Hill Haints - New Model Citizen

She says she doesn't feel the same
Since they installed a positronic brain
Now her dreams come in technicolor
Now she feels more like the others

Model citizen
Spoon feed her the medicine

Now she never suffers any delusions
Ever since her nickel-hydride blood transfusion
She's so happy and she gets along
Because her medication shows her right from wrong

Model citizen
Spoon feed her the medicine

The doctors can't wait to put her on display
She's so perfect in every way
And she's so happy and she gets along
With dear old dad and with her mom

Model citizen
Spoon feed her the medicine

Written by:
Caleb Miner, Hill Haints

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