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Plastic

 

Plastic


It's yellow-red elastic
It makes me do the dance spastic
Covered all in clay
I'll break from you the drastic tray
This purple popped a bubble
That makes us move although it's trouble
It's bulging out to bursting
Holy rollers, here comes the plastic

We are builders on the drums
To sail the sea until the bows comes
We are builders on the drums
To sail the sea until the bows comes

It's nothing but a fabric
It's bulbous and flatter
There's no way to t-texture
The bones of plastic venture
This purple popped a bubble
That makes us move although it's trouble
It's bulging out to bursting
Holy rollers, here comes the plastic

We are builders on the drums
To sail the sea until the bows comes
We are builders on the drums
To sail the sea until the bows comes
We are builders on the drums
(I'm not just on my own)
To sail the sea until the bows comes
(But you know I could take it all)
We are builders on the drums
(I'm not just on my own)
To sail the sea until the bows comes
(But you know I could take it all)

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