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
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 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
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 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