Sign me away everything I own

Wrap it up in plastic and take it from my home

Give it to the government give it to the church

Whenever they're done with it feed it to the birds

Sign me away write it in pen

Get it laminated and then dip it in cement

Hang it in the lobby just above a rubber tree

The official copy of a factory of me

When the world is over and the robot army comes

Filing down the mountain with their supersonic guns

I'll be free

'Cause you can have my body but you can't have me

Somebody had got it in my head

I was gonna be the biggest star they ever met

I wasn't Madonna in the naissance of her prime

Like an anaconda slowly wrapping around a prize

Ripe for the feast eyes on the kill

Hungry very hungry for the rapid blood to spill

Beady little eyes are burning holes in my back

Everyone's a voyeur here but no one will react

When the world is over and the robot army comes

Filing down the mountain with their supersonic guns

I'll be free

'Cause you can have my body but you can't have me

I don't think you really care

Long as there's a paper with your name on it somewhere

Giving you a piece of what someone might be someday

But you don't believe in anybody anyway

When the world is over and the robot army comes

Filing down the mountain with their supersonic guns

I'll be free

Floating on a sunbeam lost at sea

You can have my body but you can't have me