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