Bauhaus – Muscle in Plastic

Gonna be like a dog

Lay flat on my back

Pull my feet off the ground

Let my head hit the sack

I’m muscle in plastic

Nyjinski’s bad move

Just a white show piece

I’ve got nothing to lose

I preach for the praise

Can’t laugh so I gaze

Like a bad offset

I’m just counting the days

I’m a muscle in plastic

Nyjinski’s bad move

Just a white show piece

I’ve got nothin, nothing to lose

Sonar blips on my arms

My head’s increased

Just a hotel inmate

I’m the lover deceased

I’m the latent impression of a dancer’s leg

I like faking persuasion

And laying my bed

I’m a muscle in plastic

Nyjinski’s bad move

Just a white show piece

I’ve got nothing to lose