| Song | Plastic Bomb |
| Artist | Poison Idea |
| Album | Pig's Last Stand |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| The lie is so real, I almost believe it | |
| Conceit flows like sewage | |
| How could you conceive it? | |
| Shake my hand, look me in the eye | |
| Smile and think of ways I'll die | |
| Plastic bomb, plastic smile | |
| Fake commitment, blood soaked style | |
| Wrapped in a fur, trapped in a cancer | |
| The swansong's over for the littlest dancer | |
| Mistrust so explosive, apathetic corrosive | |
| When I ask for it straight up | |
| False face is compulsive | |
| Try to stand tall, falling face down | |
| Big fish, Small town, Small fish, Ghost town |