Plastic Sun [Kim] Plastic girl with plastic gun Plastic smile under plastic sun You burn my heart w/yr frigid stare Rip me off w/yr greasey hair I hate you and yr fishy friends I hate you and it never ends
Tired of the times I wound up dead Tired of thedogs inside yr head Tired of the needles beside yr bed Tired of the crap you keep me fed Tired of the people you keep misled Yr blood is turning my blue eyes red Get yr hands off my tomato Cherry juice on a rotten potato Subway slasher is on my ass Steals my money and smokes my grass Watch yr back or yr dead meat baby Throw the dog a bone + you still get rabies.