Buggles Living In The Plastic Age

Every day my metal friend

Shakes my bed at six am

Then the shiny serving clones

Run in with my telephones

Talking fast I make a deal

Buy the fake and sell what?s real

What?s this pain here in my chest?

Maybe I should take a rest

They send the heart police

To put you under Cardiac arrest

And as they drag you the door

They tell you that you?ve failed the test

Living in the

Living in the plastic age

Looking only half my age

Hello doctor lift my face

I wish my skin could stand the pace

In the bed I read my mind

Remember how the mice were blind

I watch them fighting in their cage

Could this be the plastic age?

They send the heart police

To put you under Cardiac arrest

And as they drag you the door

They tell you that you?ve failed the test

Living in the plastic age

Plastic age, plastic age

They send the heart police

To put you under Cardiac arrest

And as they drag you the door

They tell you that you?ve failed the test

Living in the plastic age

Plastic age, plastic age