We live to build our Frankenstein,
one nut,one bolt,one piece at a time and
life is the nightmare that walks in the night,
that shakes us awake at the break of the day
and hangs onto us tight.
If we'd taught Frankenstein right
If we'd given him a gun
If we'd taught him to shoot we would not have to run but
we didn't and we do,
he'll catch you and he will catch me and he'll chop us all down,
we are the branches of the tree we build,
we will be killed.