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