Manufactured

Throw the ball up

Someone catch it

One too many

Manufacture it

Come and listen to the platform

Have you got your ticket? It's really not that expensive

I missed the opportunity last year but now I'm gonna take it

Throw off the uniform and remove the apron

We're scared of death too but we don't form religions

I'm just trying to think ahead like a leader's vision

Escape from the television and the billboards

I like to be self-assured but hey I'm only human

I really hate all this intrusion

These advertisers with their concentrated demographics

Sometimes you get the feeling that you're plastic

Predictable and tragic

Giving the value of some fabric a boost

That probably wasn't necessary, Lord knows it's pointless

You looking at the clothes, you should've listened to the voices

But nowadays a revolution can be found inside a Che Guevara shirt

And only $29.95

I'm open eyes, open heart, open ears

I'm hoping you can hear both the laughter and the tears

Take my fears, take my pride, take my lies

Have a drink, spark it up, come inside

Throw the ball up

Someone catch it

One too many

Manufacture it

You can be plastic

As long as you act it

Gift wrapped, packed

And manufactured

Sometimes it's more difficult to confront your weaknesses

Than a radio talkback host experiencing speechlessness

While each of us have our own hassles and our own battles

Which are the people that expect their neighbour to be a camel?

I'm decked out in flannelette, more likely on my own

Hoping that you will accept this unfashionable, mostly grown

Kid that holds a vice-like grip on a microphone

Let rip 'til vocal cords split then head home

I was taught to accept everything, embrace all surroundings

To live in fear of God and to keep firmly grounded

I was taught to accept nothing, let no person stand in your path

That's a competition and you don't want to come last

Some think it's half-arsed unless you got something to show

A little tangible bag exchangeable for dough

I like the idea of rejecting what we can get

Just to balance out our desire for what we can't have

I'm doing it for the hell of acting outside of my norm

Like putting away the umbrella as we walk into the storm

Take my fears, take my pride, take my lies

Have a drink, spark it up, come inside

Throw the ball up

Someone catch it

One too many

Manufacture it

You can be plastic

As long as you act it

Gift wrapped, packed

And manufactured

Throw the ball up

Someone catch it

One too many

Manufacture it

You can be plastic

As long as you act it

Gift wrapped, packed

And manufactured