This town is made of plastic
And I'm a distant relative
We're from another planet
I don't know what we're gonna do
Oh, in this bitter town it's the only way to run
No, I don't know what I need
I ain't got no policies
All I really know is I got you
Ignore the sycophantic's
Embrace the young romantic
Oh, I may be lost, but at least I don't feel the way you do
Oh, in this bitter town it's the only way to run
No, I don't know what I need
I ain't got no policies
All I really know is I got you
No, I don't know what I need
I ain't got no policies
All I really know is I got you
If this town is made of plastic
Then what does that mean for me and you?
We'll find a place, a place where can get away
