"Plastic People"

Ladies & Gentelmen . . . the PRESIDENT of the UNITED STATES!

Fella Americans . . .

DOOT, DOOT, DOOT . . . DOOT . . .

He's been sick.

DOO-OO-OOT . . . DOOT! DOOT!

(Teet-Teet . . . Teet-Teet . . . Teet-Teet . . . Teet-Teet-Teet)

And I think his wife is gonna bring him some chicken soup.

DOOT, DOOT (Teet-Teet)

Plastic people

Oh baby, now . . .

You're such a drag

(I know it's hard to defend an unpopular policy every once in a while . . . )

Plastic people

Oh baby, now

You're such a drag

(And there's this guy from the CIA and he's creeping around Laurel Canyon . . . )

A fine little girl

She waits for me

She's as plastic

As she can be

She paints her face

With plastic goo

And wrecks her hair

With some shampoo

Plastic people

Oh baby, now

You're such a drag

(I dunno . . . sometimes I just get tired of ya, honey . . . it's - Ah - your hair spray . . . or something.)

Plastic people

Oh baby!

You're such a drag

(I hear the sound of marching feet . . . down Sunset Blvd. to Crescent Heights, and there, at Pandora's Box, we are confronted with . . . a vast quantity of PLASTIC PEOPLE.)

Take a day

And walk around

Watch the nazis

Run your town

Then go home

And check yourself

You think we're singing

'Bout someone else . . . but you're

Plastic people!

(Woooooooooooooooooooh!)

Oh baby, now . . .

You're such a drag

Ooo-Ooo-Ooo Ooo-Ooo-Ooo Ooo-Ooo-Ooo Ooooooooh!

Me see a neon

Moon above

I searched for years

I found no love

I'm sure that love

Will never be

A product of

Plasticity

A product of

Plasticity

A product of

Plasticity:

[FZ:]

PLASTIC! PLASTIC PEOPLE!

PLA-HA-HA-HA-HA . . .

PLASTIC . . . PEOPLE

PLASTIC PEOPLE . . . OO-OOOH OO-OOH . . .

PLASTIC . . .

A prune is a vegetable . . . no, a prune is not a vegetable. Cabbage is a vegetable . . . makes it O.K. PLASTIC PEOPLE . . . PLASTIC PEOPLE, PLASTIC PEOPLE!

Ooo-Hoo-Hoo . . . Ooo-ooh-ooh-ooh Hoo-Hoo

Ooh-ooh Ooh-Hoo-Hoo-Hoo

[Ray:]

You are. Your foot. Your hair. Your nose. Your arms. You eat. Youc suck. You love. You are. Your being is . . . you're PLASTIC . . . PEOPLE . . . BLAH, BLAH, BLAH, BLAH . . . plastic pepples . . . [?]

You drive. You live in. You dream about . . . you think only of . . . you eat . . . you are . . . pepples . . . plastic . . . plastic pepples . . .

Purple prancing. Plastic people. Every pepples . . .

Peep-peep Pee-pee-pee-pee-pee-pee-pee-pee-peep!