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• Artiste: 30 Foot Fall
• Titre: Plastic
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When I look into the eyes of the tough punk guys With their stupid bondage belts And the girls accessorize With lots of little spikes and neat hair dyes It's a whole subculture easy to commercialize "The Revolution" wont come Cause everybody's dumb Drunk, fucked up on drugs-look at what it's come to:, Tiny microcosm of a big stupid world Short sighted, opinionated, gullible boys and girls! This music's only rock-n-roll Wont change the world or save your soul Uniform Identity? This trademark rebellion's not for me Will there ever be a time when time doesn't matter When a lack of money means your dreams aren't shattered When chemicals don't take the edge off of life And confidence keeps you whole inside Can we ever look forward to not being bored To not being scared to open closed doors To love without holding anything back To trust and share and stay intact? Give me love don't give me hate I'll stay aware and not sedate Addicted to my sleepyhead When it's time to wake up I'll stay in bed You can sell your soul for rock and roll Turn off your brain wait to grow old Get a good job How much plastic can you buy? I dunno but here we go Freedom is the easiest thing to lose How many options can you choose? From the choices they've already made for you? Addicted to a sleepyhead Some of us will sleep until we're dead Trade in one uniform to wear another That smothers you but never keeps you covered Freedom is the easiest thing to lose How many options can you choose? From the choices they've already made for you?