Plastic people
You gotta go
Plastic people
You gotta go-UH!
A fine little girl,she waits for me
She’s as plastic as she can be
She paints her face with plastic goo
And wrecks her hair with some shampoo
Plastic people
You gotta go
Plastic people
You gotta go
Three nights and days I walk the streets
This town is full of plastic creeps
Their shoes are brown to match their suits
They got no balls,they got no roots
Because they’re plastic people
You gotta go
Plastic people
You gotta go
Take a day and walk around
Watch the plastics run your town
Then go home and check yourself
You think I’m singing’bout someone else
But you’re plastic people
You gotta go
plastic people
You gotta go
Me see a neon moon above
I search for years and found no love
I’m sure that love will never be
A product of plasticity
Plastic people
You gotta go
Plastic people
You gotta go