Surrounded by plastic people on the streets
On the underground, the highway and the factories
Surrounded by people with polished shoes
In the public looà  à  à  à  à  à  à  à Â's, believing their own hidden use
Surrounded by people going round and round
Without any doubt, head down in the underground
Surrounded by plastic people on the streets
On crowding feet, amongst their own dying breed
Surrounded by plastic people on the streets
In the underground, the highway and the factories
Surrounded by plastic people on the streets
On crowding feet, amongst their own dying breed
They see, they see, without knowing why they wonà  à  à  à  à  à  à  à Â't agree
They see, they see, without knowing why they wonà  à  à  à  à  à  à  à Â't agree
And they wonà  à  à  à  à  à  à  à Â't change me
Surrounded by plastic people, talking to doors and walls
Surrounded by plastic people, talking to cats and dogs