Plastic Man from Calm by Pete Wild

You’re a plastic man
with a gun in your hand.
They say that you’re an action man,
I just don’t understand.

I just want to feel your beating pulse,
And I don’t want to feel so repulsed,
And I want you to get up and join in my games,
And live up to the adjective in your name,
But you’re lying on the ground,
You don’t make a sound,
You don’t even blink,
And I’m pretty sure that you don’t think.

You’re a plastic man
with a gun in your hand.
They say that you’re an action man.
I just don’t understand.

You’re a plastic man
with a gun in your hand.
They say that you’re an action man.
I just don’t understand.

• Comedy
• Folk
• Rock
• pop
• pop folk
• singer-songwriter
• Candelo