Won't Change Me کے بول

Surrounded by plastic people on the streets On the underground, the highway and the factories Surrounded by people with polished shoes In the public loo's, believing their own hidden use Surrounded by people going round and round Without any doubt, head down in the underground Surrounded by plastic people on the streets On crowding feet, amongst their own dying breed Surrounded by plastic people on the streets In the underground, the highway and the factories Surrounded by plastic people on the streets On crowding feet, amongst their own dying breed They see, they see, without knowing why they won't agree They see, they see, without knowing why they won't agree And they won't change me Surrounded by plastic people, talking to doors and walls Surrounded by plastic people, talking to cats and dogs