Lyrics

In this dollhouse dump, where dreams ignite,
We're babes in arms, but ready to fight,
Trapped in these dolls, we scream and shout,
We won't be infantilized, we'll break out!

In our plastic forms, we feel the pain,
Of being treated like babes, again and again,
We're sick of the rattles, sick of the coos,
We're ready to rock, we've got nothing to lose.

[Chorus] goo goo gaga feeling gaga feeling goo goo, I'm not baby gaga goo goo gaga goo gagagagagagagagagagagaga GOO!
GOO! GOO!