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