The feel of the youth of today overtook me and I had to express what I felt was their pain.
“Plastic Life” By Bob Dixson © 6/15/03 Turn my back on life I’m gonna run away I can’t stand To live another day Born nobody’s fool I can see what they do I wanted to be More than just a human tool (bridge) Draining my life away So what’s the use to stay All my dreams are gone Do I have to carry on (chorus) In a plastic life With neon signs All the bad news In the New York Times Sex for sale On the internet I wanted to be in the jet set Is this all I get? You live and you die Never knowing the reason why When you look back on it all Was it just a big lie? Some get to live Their dreams every day But what I want I can’t seem to get to play (bridge) Draining my life away So what’s the use to stay All my dreams are gone Do I have to carry on (chorus) In a plastic life With neon signs Hollywood movies And the same old lines Sex for sale on the internet I wanted to be in your TV set Is this all I get? Never to see the top All the doors are locked When I go life says stop I try but I still flop When will I see the day All my hard work starts to pay Or am I being conned So why carry on? (chorus) In a plastic life With neon signs All the bad news In the New York Times Rush hour traffic in the radio I don’t know which way to go To be the star of the show In a plastic life What do I find No one cares most of the time In a world that’s full of regret God seems to be the only safe bet In a plastic life With neon signs All the bad news in the New York Times Sex for sale on the Internet I wanted to be in the jet set Is this all I get? Plastic life Plastic life Plastic life
