In this human factory
A product of our culture
Can be bought and can be sold
To be consumer and consumed

Cellophane before my eyes
Wraps the whole sad picture
Clearly branded with a price
I could be the golden loaf
On sale
Who else sees the world that I see?

I can see it in your face
The pain of guilty pleasure
Temporarily satisfied
Comfort fed by golden loaf
On sale mothers
Bring out your daughters (yeah)

Myself (myself)
Makes good sense to me
Who else (who else)
Sees the world that I see
Myself (myself)
Voluntarily
Who else (who else)
Sees the world that I see
Myself (myself)
In captivity
Who else (who else)
Sees the world that I see
Myself (myself)
Complacent as can be
Who else (who else)
Sees the world that I see

I said your mother said
She bought you at the store
And she don’t even know
And then your mother said
She bought you at the store
And she don’t even know
And then your mother said
She bought you at the store
And she don’t even know
And then your mother said
She bought you at the store
And she don’t even know
What you cost
What you cost yeah

On sale, mothers bring out your daughters (yeah)
On sale, mothers bring out your daughters (yeah)
On sale, mothers bring out your daughters (yeah)
On sale, mothers bring out your daughters (yeah)