Lời bài hát: Le Peuple de l'Herbe. Radio Blood Money. Plastic People.

Real life still seedy, for the poor sick and needy
We could all be rich, but you bitches are too greedy
You never really had a life too hard to measure
Just act large for the pure pleasure
Your new 4x4, what the fuck for
You only take your kid to the school next door?
Your fumes loom large and I don?t want to breathe it
If you don?t like the city well fucking leave it.

Well Fuck bling bling, whoops I said again
If it?s all about the money I aint with you men
I gotta bust of Lenin, right here, right now
A little red book by Chairman Mao, Now
How?s the fashion if you can?t afford food
In a cardboard castle with some cashless dude
We?re one foot away from the dole every day
Watching Plastic People at play. Hey!

Plastic People. On the route of all evil
Plastic People. I said it again.
Plastic People. On the route of all evil
Plastic People

I seen bailiffs break down the paupers? door
But ignore your company accounts found off shore
And the poor old biddy that owed a couple of score
Now she died of debt, and owes more
Got no big gold or bold medallion
I?m always the bastard, never the stallion
A travelling man with a couple of bob
I aint got that much but I love my job
Plastic People on the route of all evil
Plastic People I said it again
Think buying the council flat as a good idea
Till you get the real bill for upkeep and repair
Now do you need a loan? And own your own home?
Simple monthly repayment, all done by phone.
Ring straight a way, call today, pray
You don?t lose it all when you can no longer pay.
More than the sum of your income invested
Till you default and they repossessed it

Plastic People. On the route of all evil.
Plastic People. I said it again.
Plastic People. On the route of all evil
Plastic People.

So you bought the flat that you thought you need
Then you lost the lot thru someone?s greed
And then build a fantasy for the first time buyer
Get on the first rung and climb little higher
Then if you retire it?s got to be sold
Cos your endowment policy just didn?t hold
For a council flat paid for by our parents taxes
All ripped off by Foxtons faxes

Chorus.

Plastic People. On the route of all evil.
Plastic People. I said it again.

Breakitdown

Plastic People.
Plastic People.
Plastic People.
Plastic People. On the route of all evil.
Plastic People. I said it again.
Plastic People. On the route of all evil
Plastic People.
Plastic People. I said it again.
Plastic People. On the route of all evil
Plastic People.
Plastic People. On the route of all evil.
Plastic People.
Plastic People. On the route of all evil
Plastic People. On the route of all evil.