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