Plastic & concrete, baby   These are the facts of life   I 'm a nightmare child   Stuck on my own knife   I' m glad my mother loved me   I' m sick & paranoid   The hotel generater   Hums into the void   Of plastic & concrete      Plastic & concrete, baby   I gotta learn to slow down   Somethin new from chemistry   Is jackin my brain around   I have got the plastic   And I have got the stone   Out there in the suburbs   I learned to be alone   In plastic & concrete      Plastic & concrete sandwich   You 'd like to eat me, but   Later you 'll reiect me   I' m too much to bite off   The salad on my outside   Is made of suicide   The guy who squirts my mayonnaise   Is on a one-way ride   In plastic & concrete   Plastic & concrete