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Lyricist: The Buggles
Lyrics:
Every day my metal friend Shakes my bed at 6 a.m. Then the shiny serving clones Run in with my telephones
Talking fast I make a deal Buy the fake and sell what's real What's this pain here in my chest Maybe I should take a rest
They send the heart police to put you under Cardiac arrest And as they drag you through the door They tell you that you've failed the test Living in the... Living in the plastic age Looking only half my age Hello doctor lift my face I wish my skin could stand the pace
In my bed I read my mind Remember how the mice were blind I watch them fighting in their cage Could this be the plastic age?
They send the heart police to put you under Cardiac arrest And as they drag you through the door They tell you that you've failed the test Living in the... Plastic age Plastic age Plastic age
They send the heart police to put you under Cardiac arrest And as they drag you through the door They tell you that you've failed the test Living in the...
Plastic age Plastic age Plastic age
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