Plastic & Concrete
Iggy Pop Lyrics


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Plastic and concrete, baby
These are the facts of life
I'm a nightmare child
Stuck on my own knife
I'm glad my mother loved me
I'm sick and paranoid
The hotel generator
Hums into the void
Of plastic and concrete

plastic and concrete, baby
I gotta learn to slow down
Something new from chemistry
Is jacking my brain around
I have got the plastic
And I have got the stone
Out there in the suburbs
I learned to be alone
In plastic and concrete

plastic and concrete sandwich
You'd like to eat me, but
Later you 'll reject me
I' m too much to bite off
The salad on my outside
Is made of suicide
The guy who squirts my mayonnaise
Is on a one-way ride




In plastic and concrete
Plastic and concrete

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Iggy Pop's Plastic & Concrete tackle the themes of urbanization, detachment, and existential crisis. The singer describes his life and his surroundings, emphasizing the cold and artificial nature of living in a world made of plastic and concrete. He expresses his struggle with inner turmoil and paranoia, suggesting that the noise from the hotel generator served as a reflection of an empty void inside.


The lyrics also refer to the dangers of addiction and how drugs can alter behavior and perception. Iggy Pop mentions something new from chemistry that is jacking his brain around, alluding to the use of drugs. He says he has got the plastic and the stone, which refers to his drug habit. The line "I'm a nightmare child, stuck on my own knife" highlights the self-destructive tendencies of addiction and how it can lead to isolation and despair.


Overall, Plastic & Concrete is a bleak commentary on the modern world, with its emphasis on materialism and artificiality. Iggy Pop's lyrics suggest that these factors can contribute to a sense of detachment and detachment from one's self and others, leading to existential crisis and personal struggle.


Line by Line Meaning

Plastic and concrete, baby
The hard and artificial elements that surround us in modern life


These are the facts of life
This is the reality we must live in


I'm a nightmare child
I'm unmanageable and unpredictable


Stuck on my own knife
I am damaging myself with my actions and behavior


I'm glad my mother loved me
I appreciate the love and support I received from my mother


I'm sick and paranoid
I feel mentally troubled and delusional


The hotel generator
The mechanical, emotionless system that powers the temporary shelter of a hotel


Hums into the void
Produces a constant and meaningless sound that fills the emptiness


Of plastic and concrete
Of the sterile, artificial environment that engulfs us


I gotta learn to slow down
I need to stop rushing and take my time


Something new from chemistry
An unknown substance created by scientific experimentation


Is jacking my brain around
Is messing with my mind and causing disorientation


I have got the plastic
I have become artificial and empty


And I have got the stone
I am cold and unfeeling


Out there in the suburbs
In the lifeless and detached outskirts of the city


I learned to be alone
I became self-sufficient, but also isolated and disconnected from others


In plastic and concrete
In an environment devoid of warmth and humanity


Plastic and concrete sandwich
A metaphor for the soulless and inedible nature of modern life


You'd like to eat me, but
You find me appetizing or intriguing, but there are negative consequences to consuming me


Later you 'll reject me
Eventually, you will realize that I am unsatisfying or detrimental to your well-being


I' m too much to bite off
I am overwhelming or excessive in some way


The salad on my outside
The superficial layer of my personality or appearance


Is made of suicide
My facade is self-destructive and harmful


The guy who squirts my mayonnaise
The person who adds a seemingly insignificant detail to my existence


Is on a one-way ride
Is stuck in a cycle or path with no escape or change


In plastic and concrete
In the artificial and dehumanizing landscape of modern existence


Plastic and concrete
The false and sterile reality that we must navigate




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Written by: IGGY POP

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peter daigle

Christmas Eve. Love it.

douwit

yeahhhh..... rock'n'roll !!!! ...merci  pour l'ajout..... cd "quelque part"