I said you should have plastic surgery br to make you look sweet br but I wasn't planning on drastic butchery br and now your face is a squashed old seat br I said you should have plastic surgery br and turn back some time br but they grafted plastic school chairs on your face br In the colour of lime br And you looked distorted br And people sat on your face br They wouldn't sit by you on trains br you were alone as a desert plain br I told you to have plastic surgery br as your lines ran deep like trenches br and your sags hung like swollen pork br Creases no iron could smooth over br Bags the size of giant's benches br The mirrors shrank in theatrical horror br and the anti wrinkle cream gave in br Caved in hollows, chasms need smoothing br So I ordered you to have plastic surgery br and I didn't think your face would be oozing br Stitched and black eyed like a boxer loser br punched over by a black hearted bruiser br Steak faced bandaged needled freak br with the name of your surgeon stitched on your cheek br He gave you three noses and six mouths br and a bread basket stuck and embedded in your jowls br Thinned skin with a swimming pool underneath br so the buried micropeople can splash about br A bone juts out like an angry teenager br all angry and boney.