I know I'm artificial I was reared with appliances But don't put the blame on me The pretty little mask not me In a consumer society When I put on my
Darling am I I must be told Tell me dear Getting old Y'know it's a Million dollar fear Creep in over here If lines Celluloid beauty She never seems
Genetic engineering Could create an unknown life-force That could us exterminate Could create the perfect race As our subordinated slave Introducing
one to survive It's her built-in protection Without fear she'd give up and die -chorus- She's a germ free adolescent Cleanliness is her obsession ^^(x
I am a cliche I am a cliche I am a cliche I am a cliche I am a cliche you've seen before I am a cliche that lives next door I am a cliche, you know what
panes At the acrylic road I drove my polypropolene Car on wheels of sponge Then pulled into a wimpy bar To have a rubber bun The X-rays were penetrating
Identity Is the crisis Can't you see Identity identity When you look in the mirror Do you see yourself Do you see yourself On the t.v. screen Do you
I live off you And the whole world And you live off me Lives off of everybody See we gotta be exploited See we gotta be exploited By somebody by somebody
I can't write And I can't sing I can't do anything I can't read And I can't spell I can't even get to hell I can't luv And I can't hate I can't even
You are just a concept You are just a dream Of the new regime You're just a reflection You are just a theme For the sales machine Ooo ooo they're obsessed
Highly inflammable Neurotic tensions Waiting to explode I thought you were a man You thought I was a woman Risen overflowed But I was Tinkerbell And
Bind me tie me Chain me to the wall I wanna be a slave To you all Oh bondage up yours Oh bondage no more Oh bondage up yours Oh bondage no more Chain
1977 and we are going mad 1977 and we're gonna show them all It's 1977 and we've seen to many ads That apathy's a drag My mind is like a plastic bag
Warrior in woolworths Behind his serville innocence He's the rebel on the underground He plots and he schemes Humble he may seem She's the rebel of the
I am a poseur and I don't care I like to make people stare Exhibition is the name I like to make people stare I am a poseur and I don't care Voyeurism
It's dark and eerie And it's really late Come on kids don't hesitate We're going down to the underground We're going down we're going down To the underground
I know you're antiseptic Your deodorant smells nice I'd like to get to know you But you're deep frozen like the ice He's a germ free adolescent Cleanliness
