At Midnight

I had a dream of walkin' down the street
And three kind folks come walkin' towards me
They got glass eyes and plastic smiles
And they say nice things to flatter me
And they doctored speech 'cause they taught how to speak
And they taught how to smile, and they're fluent in dreams
To win over me and people like me, uh
And little by little, they take out your eyes
They cut off your ears so you can't hear and you can't see
And they take out your throat so you can't speak
And then with your lungs so you can't breath
And they give me that medicine to put me to sleep, uh
And I wake, got new teeth
They're pearly and white
And I gotta new tongue, and it tastes sweet
And in speakin' in dreams, and I got new lungs
But they're on a machine, but I like my machine
Yeah, I like my machine
Now look in the mirror, and I got a new face
But it's not my face; nah, somethin's changed
But I like the face, and it looks the same
As another face that I seen before
But I can't recall, and my eyes are of glass
And my skin is perfect, no blemishes
And it's all white, white as can be
The color of light, the color of dreams
And I take my medicine 'cause I like my medicine
It tastes so good, my medicine I need
Puts my mind at ease; makes me feel free, uh.