Yes! I'm your house
I got all the mod-cons that you wanted
Granted for the price of a job you hate
Too bad it's too late
To forget where you're at
You have to admit, I own you
Yeah that's [bad word] 
Hee! Hee! I'm your TV
You pay good cash just to see me
Suck up your time with the lives of others
Mash up your brain to a frozen to a frozen dinner
From lap to lips subliminal clips
Engrave the words on your soul, I own you, I own you
Hey I own you
You know that's [bad word] Oh I own you
And you know that's [bad word] 
Ha! Ha! I'm your car
Where ever I go is where ever you are
I move at the touch of your toes
Your pride and joy and everyone knows
You're keeping up appearances
For you don't dare to let it show, I own you

Ho! Ho! I'm your phone
You push all my buttons we're never alone
It kills you to leave me at home
Or think of the drivel you'd miss
Without the tender kiss of my tones
That moan and moan and moan and moan...
I own you
Yes I own you
And you know that's [bad word] And I own you
And you know that's [bad word] 
He! He! I'm your PC
You're all upgraded second reality
Online, I realize I'm helping escape a life benign [bad word] and pointless emails to faceless strangers
Now that's a sign, I own you
Hmm I own you
Yeah you know that's [bad word] Oh I own you
And you know that's [bad word]  oh