Plastic Bag - Screeching Weasel

You say I need help

You’re gonna read me the riot act

Well, I’m stuck in the refrigerator

Of your ignorance

I don’t wanna be here today

I don’t wanna be here anyway

I don’t wanna suffocate in a plastic bag

I’m stuck inside the Hefty bag

Of your pedantic worldview

And now my eyes are bugging out

And my lips are turning blue

, baby

Ouch, I’m on fire

Get out of my way

You make a federal case

Out of the clothes I wear

I’m gagging on your dirty looks

They’re cutting off my air

I don’t wanna choke to death in a plastic bag