Plastic world, molded to perfection,
Pyrex, plastic;no defections.
Solid, unemotional, and perfectly smooth,
Weatherproof and life proof; solid fashion roof.
They come in all colors; red, yellow, black and white,
They are not here to question life,
But only to endure it.
I'm living in a plastic world,
Plastic people, plastic faces.
Nothing here is real; it's all a play.
Play, play. Play your life away.
Meaningless existence; null and void decree.
Fashion is the passion. Lust and war and me.
I'm living in a plastic world,
Plastic people, plastic faces.
Nothing here is real; it's all a play.
Play, play. Play your life away.
Cocktail parties, a hundred to the hour,
Little boys gravestone marked only by a flower.
Masquerade, masquerade,
The hour "will" come.
I'm living in a plastic world,
Plastic people, plastic faces.
Nothing here is real; it's all a play.
Play, play. Play your life away.
