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    Plastic Eaters have just released their self-titled debut EP. Click below to hear each song.
     

"Passed"

A song about desire, integrity, and frustration, track one comes out swinging and sets the tone of the disc.
     
     

"Falling"

More of the Plastic Eaters' signature "jungle punk" sound, reminiscent of their first single, "Six Gun".
     
     

"Stars in My Sky"

Here the boys smooth out the groove and Stan steps up to take over the vocal duties.
     
     

"Somewhere, Something"

The forth and last track rides out the disc with proper closure. But why only four songs?

 

PASSED

First right of refusal
But, you say it's not the right time
"Oh, we still don't know, we want to see where it goes"
Yeah? Well, you're the one that's behind
Because it's coming, coming, coming around
And now it's coming, coming, coming around
Hickory dickory, dick, dickory dock
Tick, tickety, tickety, tick, tick goes the clock

It's coming round again so what's your answer
Why don't you tell me now, what is your answer?

Just read your proposal
Well, there must be some mistake
We want more publishing points, the advance is too low, and so's the licensing rate
Because it's coming, coming, coming around
And now it's coming, coming, coming around
Here's the church and here's the steeple
Have your lawyers contact my people

Well I refuse, but they can try
But, you can't bleed me dry
You can talk until you're blue
It's all so obvious who's not true

Money, money, more, more, give me more money

 

FALLING

Into the mirror, I ride the teacup
I'm getting bigger, bigger, I'm blowing up
Cause I'm taking what's mine
You can have what's ours
I'm still reaching, I'm reaching up for the stars

I'm still reaching, I'm still reaching, I'm still reaching

This time, not gonna be like last time
I'm falling, falling, falling
I'm not getting smaller
No, this time, not gonna be like last time
Cause, I'm falling and I'm falling and I'm falling
I'm not getting smaller

Into the mirror I write a love song
I'm getting little, little, but not for long
Dead at seventeen, not a boy, not a man
Ten, ten years later, I still can't understand

I can't see it, I can't see it, I can't see it

When something grabs on, I make it let go
It's not as easy as just saying no
When you're backed in a corner and ready to fight
But the kids are still alright

Into the mirror I ride a motorbike
Don't know what I want, but I know what I like
A look is better than looks
On the list don't be late
So buy a new dress, cause Tinsel Town doesn't wait

It's not waiting, it's not waiting, it's not waiting

 

STARS IN MY SKY

Man alive, man dead
Crawling on inside his female's head
She's been doing him wrong
She's been bringing him down
Cuts across his thoughts as he fills her full of sound

No don't pray for me, no don't pray for me now
No don't pray for me, no don't pray for me now
No don't pray for me, don't, don't pray for me
no don't, no don't, no don't, don't, don't pray for me
Its all stars in my sky
Its all stars in my sky
Its all stars in my sky

Selfish man, insular girl
Building walls around their own little world
She won't come in, he won't go out
All roads have been closed and bridges have been burned

What way of life is that to lead?
Causing their love to bruise and to bleed
I, I see no sense its hard enough to cry
As she closes her door and doesn't even reason why
and she sings

 

SOMEWHERE, SOMETHING

Born ready, born on a green light
Quick money goes quick, but I've still got my sights
I haven't lost my focus
She just calls me for drugs
But there's no price on a good time, I'm ready to run

Smiling, now you're rising
Seemed like a good idea, but somewhere, something went
Just smiling and now you're rising
It seemed like a good idea, but, somewhere, something went wrong

Skies are clear, but it's cloudy in here
Dirty money gets spent dirty, but I don't have a fear
And I'm not concerned, cause there's one thing I've learned
There's no price on a good time, I'm ready to burn

Somewhere, something went wrong
Something got jammed inside
Somewhere, something went wrong
Something got on my mind
Somewhere, something went wrong

And I'm not concerned, cause there's one thing I've learned
There's no price on a good time, I'm ready to burn

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