Dear Plastic Lyrics
| Song | Dear Plastic |
| Artist | The Sugarcubes |
| Album | Here Today, Tomorrow Next Week! |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Sugarcubes | |
| Björk | |
| Plastic Nylon | |
| Terylene Made of atoms | |
| By tender fingers | |
| And determined heads | |
| Of inventors | |
| Tickling Perfection | |
| Björk | |
| Plastic Rayon | |
| Einar I was born aeons ago | |
| Before anything human was known | |
| My friends the alchemists | |
| Told me everything was natural | |
| And always will be that way | |
| And possible to make gold from dirt | |
| Björk | |
| Plastic Nylon | |
| Dear plastic | |
| Be proud Don't imitate anything | |
| You're pure, pure, pure | |
| Björk | |
| Plastic Nylon | |
| Einar I believed | |
| I was their dustbin for knowledge | |
| Took everything and digested | |
| Of course | |
| I became big, | |
| Big and really really strong | |
| Today I'm old and withering away | |
| My friends the alchemists | |
| Long disappeared into dust | |
| I no longer get anything fruity | |
| No longer gold made from dirt | |
| The only thing | |
| I get is spacefood on a tray | |
| Björk | |
| Woah! Plastic, plastic, plastic ... |
| zuo qu : Sugarcubes | |
| Bj rk | |
| Plastic Nylon | |
| Terylene Made of atoms | |
| By tender fingers | |
| And determined heads | |
| Of inventors | |
| Tickling Perfection | |
| Bj rk | |
| Plastic Rayon | |
| Einar I was born aeons ago | |
| Before anything human was known | |
| My friends the alchemists | |
| Told me everything was natural | |
| And always will be that way | |
| And possible to make gold from dirt | |
| Bj rk | |
| Plastic Nylon | |
| Dear plastic | |
| Be proud Don' t imitate anything | |
| You' re pure, pure, pure | |
| Bj rk | |
| Plastic Nylon | |
| Einar I believed | |
| I was their dustbin for knowledge | |
| Took everything and digested | |
| Of course | |
| I became big, | |
| Big and really really strong | |
| Today I' m old and withering away | |
| My friends the alchemists | |
| Long disappeared into dust | |
| I no longer get anything fruity | |
| No longer gold made from dirt | |
| The only thing | |
| I get is spacefood on a tray | |
| Bj rk | |
| Woah! Plastic, plastic, plastic ... |
| zuò qǔ : Sugarcubes | |
| Bj rk | |
| Plastic Nylon | |
| Terylene Made of atoms | |
| By tender fingers | |
| And determined heads | |
| Of inventors | |
| Tickling Perfection | |
| Bj rk | |
| Plastic Rayon | |
| Einar I was born aeons ago | |
| Before anything human was known | |
| My friends the alchemists | |
| Told me everything was natural | |
| And always will be that way | |
| And possible to make gold from dirt | |
| Bj rk | |
| Plastic Nylon | |
| Dear plastic | |
| Be proud Don' t imitate anything | |
| You' re pure, pure, pure | |
| Bj rk | |
| Plastic Nylon | |
| Einar I believed | |
| I was their dustbin for knowledge | |
| Took everything and digested | |
| Of course | |
| I became big, | |
| Big and really really strong | |
| Today I' m old and withering away | |
| My friends the alchemists | |
| Long disappeared into dust | |
| I no longer get anything fruity | |
| No longer gold made from dirt | |
| The only thing | |
| I get is spacefood on a tray | |
| Bj rk | |
| Woah! Plastic, plastic, plastic ... |
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