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A | B | C | D | E | F | G | H | I | J | K | L | M | N | O | P | Q | R | S | T | U | V | W | X | Y | Z Plastic Bag 1977 and we are going mad It's 1977 and we've seen to many ads 1977 and we're gonna show them all That apathy's a drag My mind is like a plastic bag That corresponds to all those ads It sucks up all the rubbish That is fed in through by ear I eat kleenex for breakfast And use soft hygienic weetabix To dry my tears My mind is like a switchboard With crossed and tangled lines Contented with confusion That is plugged into my head I dont't know what's going on It's the operators job, not mine I said My dreams I daren't remember Or tell you what I've seen I dreamt that I was hitler The ruler of the see The ruler of the universe The ruler of the supermarkets And even fatalistic me |
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