Daycare Nation lyrics

You're living in your own home You're living in your own world You're living in a waking dream You're living in the best of all possible worlds The smell of contagion In the hall of your apartment And a soft little scratching On the wall of the room next to yours And thousands of Mr Odds never seem to get a shirt on Thousands of Mr Odds using tea bags everyday Thousands of Mr Odds living inside of Royal Oak station Daycare nation Daycare nation They're not real They're there by accident They're not real It's just an accident of birth In the daycare nation