Plastic Eyes ft. Sebastian Serrano Lyrics

I'm here! Wow!

Glowing screens

This city's got soul

And shiny things

Smiles all around

Train underground

Swarming, shopping wonderland

Just popping around

They got moolah!

The Smartest phones

The newest tech, the coolest toys

And modern homes

Fashionista life

It looks so good! Oh! Oh! Oh!

Ahh there's so many temples in this town

But nobody at the shrine, shrine, shrine

Everybody's staring at their phones

With their perfect plastic eyes

So much to do

And so much to see

Catch that train, make money

Let's go shop, ring it up

Make that cash go ka-ching!

You are on the racing track

You might just have a heart attack

You're working so hard

Just to make money

And you buy things that you don't need

I think your soul is turning green

Smiling with your

Perfect plastic eyes

Shopping spree fill your cart with the brands

Gotta buy some stock and fill it up and make like 50 grand

Update status. Wow! Show your followers your glam

Gotta make a good impression, I'm a business man

Working hard, playing hard, then you go and hit the bar. Yeah!

Gearing up, Turn it up, 'cause you gotta drink 'til dawn. Yeah!

Starting shit, Getting lit, you know I'm just talking shit. Yeah!

Hey man, chill out, you know I'm just joking

Ahh this is just another global town

There's no stars up in the sky, sky, sky

Everybody's staring at their phones

With their perfect plastic eyes

So much to do

And so much to drink

Take that shot, drink it up

Start to yell, go to hell!

Make those glasses go clink!

You are on the racing track

You might just have a heart attack

You're working so hard

Just to make money

And you buy things that you don't need

I think your soul is turning green

Smiling with your

Perfect plastic eyes

Hey, look at your watch, your shoes, your car

You buy up anything, you're completely branded

Like a cow, I don't know how you stand it

You're too blind to see: You're completely

Sold. Fake. Bought. Owned

You're dumb, you're fake, you're shit, you're cloned

Just then he threw his beer and smashed it, throwing down his chair, I see his

Eyes ignite with rage and then he CHARGED AT ME!

Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!

Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!

Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!

Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!

Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!

Fight! Fight! Fight!

You are on the racing track

You might just have a heart attack

You're working so hard

Just to make money

And you buy things that you don't need

I think your soul is turning green

Smiling with your

Perfect plastic eyes

Eh, senor! Senor! Where are you from?

Los Estados Unitos

And why you want to do in Peru?

I'm just here to explore!