It's a plasticy world
Full of fake poly people
They're so sure that they're real
They think they aren't sheeple
But they do what I say
For they lack volition
As surely as if
They were made by an institution
It's a plasticy world
Full of fake poly people
The garbage in
Garbage out
Is very real
When I use the best stuff
They turn out rather well
But when I use leavings
Let's just say you really can tell
It's a plasticy world
Full of fake poly people
Doing polystyrene jobs
Having plexiglass appeal
They feel free to throw stones
Because their houses aren't glass
Those walls are as plastic as they are
Just like the never growing
Always green
Never needing mowing
Green green flexi-grass
It's a plasticy world
Full of fake poly people
They are happy where they are
Their plastic bells ring in the steeple
Gathering them all together
For a picnic under plastic tarp tents
With the glossy yellow nylon ball
Shining rays of ultraviolet
Fading everything just so slightly
Every day
Until recycling day
In the fall
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