Kashmere - Plastique lyrics

[lyrics originally transcripted by jimmy dyna, onesecbeforetheend & etze] Everything is made of plastic, even your face Your eyes, your nose, your ears, your thighs Get wise Mannequin p**n Cyborg s** for kiddies Thunderbird sting-ray (w)raps in your cities Fake personality traits, polystyrene Polyurethane ice cream, now you're lickin' it It's melting One million degrees Kelvin You're lookin' at the sun like "Man, this ain't helping" Action figures and Tonka trucks deluxe Polypropylene black tux, that's wa**up The artificialness, now caught a past ridiculous and pa** images that thus spark your interest Kim Cattrall, Hanna Montana doll (the a** of) Nikky Minaj plastic rap superstars Got the planet on lockdown so what now...what now {Live up to society's expectations, play your part! Your body is a work of art, don't leave it half-finished It's time for your creative plastic surgery We'll make your face as tight as a drum!} Yo, surgery's open Come get your mutilation Reverse the aging, scalpel to the flesh blazing From the doctor like, floor heat, Jason Freemason That's your teeth in the waste-bin Got the first [from years?] The metal pin implants Looking at your face like “How should I advance?” The ill surgical [bands?] Separating the skin, open the rib cage Get the stomach, staple it Get the gastric band the magazine told you Get the plastic bag well underneath [local?] f** fallin asleep, you need to be awake For the great co-star, Professor Von Hagen To stop yourself becoming suicidal You reconstruct your face to look like your idols Botox maximum, chemical pure accident Medical nightmare, yet still remain adamant Lying on a slab getting stabbed Chopped up like impeach the President on the pad So you can get “Freak of the Year” Congratulations Congratulations