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