Plastic Bag
1977 and we are going mad
It's 1977 and we've seen too many ads
1977 and we're gonna show them all
That apathy's a drag
My mind is like a plastic bag
That corresponds to all those ads
It sucks up all the rubbish
That is fed in through by ear
I eat Kleenex for breakfast
And use soft hygienic Weetabix
To dry my tears
My mind is like a switchboard
With crossed and tangled lines
Contented with confusion
That is plugged into my head
I don't know what's going on
It's the operator's job, not mine
I said
My dreams I daren't remember
Or tell you what I've seen
I've dreamt that I was Hitler
The ruler of the sea
The ruler of the universe
The ruler of the supermarket
And even fatalistic me
Bolsa de plástico
1977 y estamos volviéndonos locos
Es 1977 y hemos visto demasiada publicidad
1977 y les vamos a mostrar a todos
Que la apatía es una lata
Mi mente es como una bolsa de plástico
Que corresponde a todos esos anuncios
Absorbe toda la basura
Que se introduce por mi oído
Desayuno Kleenex
Y uso suaves y higiénicos Weetabix
Para secar mis lágrimas
Mi mente es como una central telefónica
Con líneas cruzadas y enredadas
Satisfecha con la confusión
Que está conectada a mi cabeza
No sé qué está pasando
Es trabajo del operador, no mío
Dije
Mis sueños no me atrevo a recordar
O contarte lo que he visto
He soñado que era Hitler
El gobernante del mar
El gobernante del universo
El gobernante del supermercado
E incluso yo fatalista
Escrita por: Poly Styrene