PLASTIC & CONCRETE

Plastic & concrete, baby

these are the facts of life

i 'm a nightmare child

stuck on my own knife

i' m glad my mother loved me

i' m sick & paranoid

the hotel generater

hums into the void

of plastic & concrete



plastic & concrete, baby

i gotta learn to slow down

somethin new from chemistry

is jackin my brain around

i have got the plastic

and i have got the stone

out there in the suburbs

i learned to be alone

in plastic & concrete



plastic & concrete sandwich

you 'd like to eat me, but

later you 'll reiect me

i' m too much to bite off

the salad on my outside

is made of suicide

the guy who squirts my mayonnaise

is on a one-way ride

in plastic & concrete

plastic & concrete