The Bomb L7

[Verse 1]
Plastic people with their plastic lives
Plastic lips tell plastic lies
Plastic drivers in plastic cars
Eat plastic food from plastic jars

[Chorus]
Frustration is the fuse
The flame is hate
Tick, tick, tick, tick
Detonate and she's the bomb

[Verse 2]
Plastic models in plastic magazines
Plastic kings and plastic queens
All are seen on plastic TVs
Prayed to by people on bended plastic knees

[Chorus]
Frustration is the fuse
The flame is hate
Tick, tick, tick, tick
Detonate and she's the bomb

[Bridge]
What you think, well that's good too
But not as much as what they do
This fuse burns slow
Waiting to blow, the world is a heavy load
Watch it explode