Plastic Man
| Album | Route 17 |
|---|---|
| Track # | 10 |
| Lyrics | Plastic man (J. Fabricatore, r.davis) plastic man, plastic man wooden smile concrete pulse and cellophane hands coming after me and you know I can't stand the plastic army army of darkness, army of light - parking lot battlefield painted in stripes my pockets are tied up with so many strings and it's bleeding my dry maybe this is the best that it's ever gonna get tonight and that's alright, alright from where I stand... plastic man maybe you misread your name in the stars it may be suprising to see where you are when you open your eyes that you've held shut so tight- wish that you may, wish that you might tangled in trouble, all I could hold close to the edge, far from the road that i set out on a handful of heartbreaks ago a little less bitter a little less slow at the end of the day when I settle down, one thought keeps hanging around maybe this is the best that it's ever gonna get tonight and that's alright, alright from where I stand... plastic man |
| plastic man by Moossa | |