Plastic Sun - Sonic Youth

Plastic girl with plastic gun

Plastic smile under plastic sun

You burn my heart with your frigid stare

Rip me off with your greasy hair

I hate you and your fishy friends

I hate you and it never ends

Plastic girl with plastic gun

Plastic smile under plastic sun

You burn my heart with your frigid stare

Rip me off with your greasy hair

I hate you and your fishy friends

I hate you and it never ends

Tired of the times I wound up dead

Tired of the dogs inside your head

Tired of the needles beside your bed

Tired of the crap you keep me fed

Tired of the people you keep misled

Your blood is turning my blue eyes red

Get your hands off my tomato

Cherry juice on a rotten potato

Subway slasher’s on my ass

Steals my money and smokes my grass

Watch your back or you’re dead meat baby

Throw a dog a bone and you still get rabies