Plastic America

I was working for the overlord
Day and Night, every week
I woke up at quarter to eight
Out of bed and to my feet
Catch the train to the morning station
Read the papers, daily caper
All the time I’ve been thinking
Nothings real so no need faking

Welcome to plastic America
We have everything you need
Welcome to plastic America
We can fill you up with greed

I arrived at the city center
Running Late, watch my time
All the girls look so pretty
Obey the signs, sway between the lines
Took a ride down a one way street
Filled with Steel Mountains and oil fountains

Weekend stars are out all night
They all have to hide from mobile fright
Stay away from where they’ve been
Trying so hard to make the scene

Welcome to plastic America
We have everything you need
Welcome to plastic America
We can fill you up with greed

Words and music C.Field
Champs des reves publishing. 2007