James Ferraro - Million Dollar Man lyrics

Out of an air conditioned Prius I open the car door A warm desert heat rushes in In the infinite expanse of Malls and designer condos A treadmill burns quietly On the freeway My sculpted abs are a conduit For something unknown Both judgmental And scared of judgment Bottled water What is that I'm so conscious Of water all the time? Traffic jams and designer suits Lost in the smog of an ancient dream Fear and Hair-gel in a silicon simulation 24 hour hand sanitizer And you remain anonymous