Classy Plastic Lumber

Lyrics

Ba-da-ba-ba-ba Ba-da-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba You go right through me I go right through but I'm about to Go on reminding you I am about to see you through it Ba-da-ba-ba-ba Ba-da-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba Ba-da-ba-ba-ba [Verse 2] Your mouth, not mind is open wide You don't have a clue I, I am a reminder He's got a voice, so talk to yourself [Verse 3] So lift the bad weight off your molars And let the thoughts fall off your tongue Because I'm calling, calling, calling I've never written to anyone So this is about ugly lovers And this is about pretty songs 'Cause I'm a bastard, bastard, bastard In my lipstick, I'm so much fun [Verse 4] Connect your wood feet to a motor And the chrome dance trophy is won A little classy plastic lumber I'm embarrassed but I ain't that stunned Looks like the humans' days are numbered That's a sitcom that was number one 'Cause we're a past tense late rate mowers Emerson thoroughly failed to convince us Not to mess this place up (Shameful, shameful, shameful, shameful)