Текст песни X-Ray Spex - Plastic Bag
X-Ray Spex - Plastic Bag слова песни
1977 and we are going mad It`s 1977 and we`ve seen too many ads 1977 and we`re gonna show them all That apathy`s a drag My mind is like a plastic bag That corresponds to all those ads It sucks up all the rubbish That is fed in through by earI eat Kleenex for breakfastAnd use soft hygienic Weetabix To dry my tears My mind is like a switchboard With crossed and tangled lines Contented with confusion That is plugged into my head I don`t know what`s going onIt`s the operator`s job, not mineI said My dreams I daren`t remember Or tell you what I`ve seen I`ve dreamt that I was Hitler The ruler of the sea The ruler of the universeThe ruler of the supermarket And even fatalistic me