John Savage - Plastic Friends

I knew a man with plastic hands
and a memory made of mud
His third wife lived her life
With plastic ears and marble eyes

They were shrewd and sometimes lewd
Spinning tails and spelling lies
A perfect match of prick and snatch
They stoop so low and fligh so high in the sky

It don't matter what you do
or say to me - you let me go and set me free
Go fuck your lives and criticize
Someone new - and may you never think of me - tenderly

Partner Scott lives by the drop
A Harvard pedigree will be
All he needs in life to succeed
If only forests where the trees
Could he still see?

It don't matter what you do
or say to me - you let me go and set me free
Go Fuck your lives and criticize
Someone new - and may you never think of me - tenderly

Poor poor joe
Who could know
His future tightly in the grasp
Of Partner Brad - and I'm so glad
To never kiss his ass again
My plastic friend

It don't matter what you do
or say to me - you let me go and set me free
Go Fuck your lives and criticize
Someone new - and may you never think of me

Written by:
John Savage

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