Lyrics Dear Plastic - The Sugarcubes
Björk
Plastic
Nylon
Terylene
Made
of
atoms
By
tender
fingers
And
determined
heads
Of
inventors
Tickling
Perfection
Plastic
Rayon
Einar
I
was
born
aeons
ago
Before
anything
human
was
known
My
friends
the
alchemists
Told
me
everything
was
natural
And
always
will
be
that
way
And
possible
to
make
gold
from
dirt
Björk
Plastic
Nylon
Dear
plastic
Be
proud
Don't
imitate
anything
You're
pure,
pure,
pure
Plastic
Nylon
Einar
I
believed
I
was
their
dustbin
for
knowledge
Took
everything
and
digested
Of
course
I
became
big,
Big
and
really
really
strong
Today
I'm
old
and
withering
away
My
friends
the
alchemists
Long
disappeared
into
dust
I
no
longer
get
anything
fruity
No
longer
gold
made
from
dirt
The
only
thing
I
get
is
spacefood
on
a
tray
Björk
Whoa!
Plastic,
plastic,
plastic
...
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