I don't commit, I just collide
I won't submit, I'll just decide
On where to run or where to hide

Their eyes are everywhere
I see them spying there
At my face, at my hair

I won't plug in, to their machine
I hate the sound, I hate that scene
I sure ain't hip, I sure can't hop
I lost the script, I lost the plot

Their spies are everywhere
I feel them hiding there
On my face, in my hair
I just can't cope with all this disease
It's pushing down, down, down
Down on me
Look at me, what you see
Is social debris

You said you'd treat me, but tried to delete me
You think I'm tragic, but I know I'm magic
Your eyes are everywhere
I see you spying there
At my face, at my hair
I just can't cope with all this disease
Pushing down, down, down
Down on me
Look at me, look at me
I'm social debris

I just can't cope with all this disease
Look at me, look at me
Social debris
Look at me, look at me
Social debris
Look at me, look at me
I'm social debris

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Alice Cooper, Bob Ezrin, Neal Smith