"Fake Plastic Trees" lyrics

"Fake Plastic Trees"
(originally by Radiohead)

Her green plastic watering can
For her fake Chinese rubber plant
In the fake plastic earth
That she bought from a rubber man
In a town full of rubber bands
To get rid of itself

It wears her out, it wears her out
It wears her out, it wears her out

She lives with a broken man
A cracked polystyrene man
Who just crumbles and burns
He used to do surgery
For girls in the eighties
But gravity always wins

It wears him out, it wears him out
It wears him out, it wears...

She looks like the real thing
She tastes like the real thing
My fake plastic love
But I can't help the feeling
I could blow through the ceiling
If I just turn and run

And it wears me out, it wears me out
It wears me out, it wears me out, oh yeah

If I could be who you wanted
And if I could be who you wanted all the time
All the time, yeah...


Writer(s): Philip James Selway, Jonathan Richard Guy Greenwood, Colin Charles Greenwood, Edward John O'Brien, Thomas Edward Yorke
single: "Nineties, Noughties, Tennies" (2018)
Lewis Watson - Nineties, Noughties, Tennies single cover
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