Plastic People

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