Walking round this crack filled town
In my fancy steel toed boots
Feeling down, f*cked around
Just a scouring for a hoot
Coiled up pile thanks to this smile
In life's shit filled bowl
The sewer's back up
You're all cracked up
The hoot, will take, your soul, no more
Plastic crackhead
Sit and dream, the plastic steam
That comes rising from the spoon
It coats my smile, it hurts a while
Someone take that shit home soon
When you can't tell here from now
Don't know what it's for
Come back for more
I'll show you the door
The hoot, will take, your soul, no more
Plastic crackhead
When you can't tell up from ground
I'll get you on the way down
The hoot, will take, your soul, no more
Plastic crackhead
The League of One - Plastic Crackhead Lyrics
The League of One - Plastic Crackhead Lyrics
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Walking round this crack filled town
In my fancy steel toed boots
Feeling down, f*cked around
Just a scouring for a hoot
Coiled up pile thanks to this smile
In life's shit filled bowl
The sewer's back up
You're all cracked up
The hoot, will take, your soul, no more
Plastic crackhead
Sit and dream, the plastic steam
That comes rising from the spoon
It coats my smile, it hurts a while
Someone take that shit home soon
When you can't tell here from now
Don't know what it's for
Come back for more
I'll show you the door
The hoot, will take, your soul, no more
Plastic crackhead
When you can't tell up from ground
I'll get you on the way down
The hoot, will take, your soul, no more
Plastic crackhead
In my fancy steel toed boots
Feeling down, f*cked around
Just a scouring for a hoot
Coiled up pile thanks to this smile
In life's shit filled bowl
The sewer's back up
You're all cracked up
The hoot, will take, your soul, no more
Plastic crackhead
Sit and dream, the plastic steam
That comes rising from the spoon
It coats my smile, it hurts a while
Someone take that shit home soon
When you can't tell here from now
Don't know what it's for
Come back for more
I'll show you the door
The hoot, will take, your soul, no more
Plastic crackhead
When you can't tell up from ground
I'll get you on the way down
The hoot, will take, your soul, no more
Plastic crackhead
Writer: Bill Grant, Murray Sokoloski, Will Maeder
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid