plastic bag

• xray spexcanlarin sevilen^* bi parcasi.
  corba olmus^* kafalariyla diyolar ki:
  1977 and we are going mad
  it's 1977 and we've seen to many ads
  1977 and we're gonna show them all
  that apathy's a drag
  
  my mind is like a plastic bag
  that corresponds to all those ads
  it sucks up all the rubbish
  that is fed in through by ear
  i eat kleenex for breakfast
  and use soft hygienic weetabix
  to dry my tears
  
  my mind is like a switchboard
  with crossed and tangled lines
  contented with confusion
  that is plugged into my head
  i dont't know what's going on
  it's the operators job, not mine
  i said
  
  my dreams i daren't remember
  or tell you what i've seen
  i dreamt that i was hitler
  the ruler of the see
  the ruler of the universe
  the ruler of the supermarkets
  and even fatalistic me