Works in a cubicle with no lock,
Makes money off the back but eating nothing
Selling it Day by day
Blue smoke, seeping through the crack, red coat cold Caller never off my case,
She's taken too much, had I been a betting man
I'D SAY,
Mania was the case
Plastic yellow smile - them crocodile tears,
She could smell the blood - her eyes turned black
I've been telling him for years,
I could see right through it
Irritate pain your sap still creeping up my spine, I could feel it stinging,
Clip clop stomping round the aisles, I believe what you just said, I still hear it ringing
Round and round and round and round my head
You'll never change
This is part 2 of a three part story x 2
Plastic yellow smile - them crocodile tears, she could smell the blood - her eyes turned black
I've been telling him for years,
That I can see straight through it
Plastic yellow smile x 3
And I can see right through it
And I, see right through it x 4
SEE RIGHT THROUGH IT
Plastic yellow smile - them crocodile tears,
She could smell the blood - her eyes turned black
I've been telling him for years and years yeah
Plastic yellow smile x 2
And I, see right through it x 4
SEE RIGHT THROUGH IT