Banda: - Radiohead -
Álbum: - The Bends -
Música: - Fake Plastic Trees -


Her green plastic wateringcan for her fake chineserubberplant in the fake
plastic earth.
That she bought from a rubber man in a town full of rubber plans to get rid
of itself, it wears her out, it wears her out, it wears her out, it wears her out.
She lives with a broken man, a cracked polystyreneman who just crumbles
and burns.
He used to do surgery for girls in the eighties but gravity always wins and it
wears him out, it wears him out, it wears him out, it wears him out.
She looks like the real thing.
She tastes like the real thing, my fake plastic love.
But I can´t help the feeling.
I Could Blow through the ceiling.
If I just turn and run, and it wears me out, it wears me out, it wears me out,
it wears me out.
If I could be who you wanted, if I could be who you wanted all the time, all the time.