Remnants of What People Used to Be

Well, I wonder what these ladies really look like Without their makeup and their purses and hairspray And I wonder what these fellows are really thinkin' When they're flippin' through pages of magazines Now we're mannequins just plastic dolled up remnants Of the human race, what people used to be Because now everyone smells fake, it's all perfumes and body sprays We're just plastic dolled-up remnants of the human race what people used to be And luxury shall soon become a weakness We're growin' lazier and fatter every day We're stagnant flowing in a sea of excess Perfectly consumed with weekly pay And we couldn't go a day without a Starbucks Or a McDonald's, or Walmart or Taco Bell And we're always sure to hope for perfect conduct Step out of line, that cop will throw your ass in jail Because now everyone smells fake, it's all perfumes and body sprays We're just plastic dolled up remnants of what was the human race If you ask me my opinion of this plastic humanity I'll tell you it's a fucking disgrace, yeah I wonder what this world would really be like Without the makeup, and the purses, and hairsprays And I wonder what these people are really thinkin' When they tell me, "Shower, wash your clothes, and shave" Well, I'll never smell like chemicals or stature Look like those people on covers of magazines Well, I'll smell like holy hell and look like shit as well But at least I'm not some plastic dolled-up remnants of what people used to be What people use to be, what people use to be Now we're just plastic dolled-up remnants of the human race what people used to be "I love this fuckin' country because I happen to live here And every once in a while, I really wanna make out with the Statue of Liberty And blow shit up, and you know what? Let me do that 'cause that's America I love America because we can fuckin' do whatever the fuck we want to That's fuckin' freedom right there You know, every once in a while people are all like "Hey, dude, what're you doin'? I'm like, "Runnin' around naked" I'm drunk, I could throw a Molotov cocktail" Well guess that? What country is this? It's America, goddamn it!" ('Merica!) 'Merica! That's what we do, that's why we're free That's the fuck why we're free That's why it's so fucking free, 'cause we all do this shit! We all do it all the time, we run around here eatin' American food, gettin' drunk And fuckin' throwin' shit at people