Текст песни Sugarcubes - Dear Plastic
Sugarcubes - Dear Plastic слова песни
BjörkPlasticNylonTeryleneMade of atomsBy tender fingersAnd determined headsOf inventorsTicklingPerfectionBjörkPlasticRayonEinarI was born aeons agoBefore anything human was knownMy friends the alchemistsTold me everything was naturalAnd always will be that wayAnd possible to make gold from dirtBjörkPlasticNylonDear plasticBe proudDont imitate anythingYoure pure, pure, pureBjörkPlasticNylonEinarI believed I was their dustbin for knowledgeTook everything and digestedOf course I became big,Big and really really strongToday Im old and withering awayMy friends the alchemistsLong disappeared into dustI no longer get anything fruityNo longer gold made from dirtThe only thing I get is spacefood on a trayBjörkWoah!Plastic, plastic, plastic ...