The Bomb

Plastic people with their plastic lives
Plastic lips tell plastic lies
Plastic drivers in plastic cars
Eat plastic food from plastic jars

Frustration is the fuse
The flame is hate
Tick tick tick tick
Detonate
And she's the bomb

Plastic models in plastic magazines
Plastic kings and plastic queens
All are seen on plastic TVs
Prayed to by people on bended plastic knees

Frustration is the fuse
The flame is hate
Tick tick tick tick
Detonate
And she's the bomb

What you think, well that's good too
But not as much as what they do
This fuse burns slow
Waiting to blow
The world is a heavy load
Watch it explode

What you think, well that's good too
But not as much as what they do
Lawmakers with plastic policies
Put plastic locks on their cities
All in hopes to keep them quiet
Well go off
Well blow up

Frustration is the fuse
The flame is hate
Tick tick tick tick
Detonate
And she's the bomb

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And she's the bomb (detonate)
And she's the bomb (detonate)
And she's the bomb (detonate)
And she's the bomb (detonate)
And she's the bomb (detonate)
And she's the bomb