All My Friends (Plastic)

It's the piggy in the middle, It's the thing you need to know, It's the start of every riddle better take a little note. It's the calling to the present, The leader of the Pack, It's the sound of getting better when you take a little nap. And now were getting closer, Found the fame to know that this is real. Whats all the commotion? A static shock in the electric field. All my friends are getting plastic, Cello-fame into galactic goo. Getting Stoned and getting Laughed at, Get in tone you couldn't match their tune. Everyone has got something to prove. Its the centre to the mental, Kick em' out and stick and move, There's a lot of getting tricky, there's a lot of being rude. It's the flavour to the major, The space between the toes, It's the little Machiavellian in the Archipelago. And now we're getting closer, Found the fame to know that this is real. Whats all the commotion? The highlife knows its just the itch you feel All my friends are getting plastic, Cello-fame into galactic goo. Getting stoned and getting Laughed at, Get in tone you couldn't match their tune. All my friends are getting plastic, Cello-fame into galactic goo. Getting stoned and getting Laughed at, Get in tone, Get in Tune. Everyone has got something to prove, And everyone has lost something they used. Everyone has got something to prove, And everyone has lost something they used. Ive been misbehaving, All said I've payed my dues. Slow down your vibration, Slow down your attitude. Ive been misbehaving, All said I've payed my dues. Slow down your vibration, Slow down your attitude.