Rubber animals, for your purchase;
Fat frogs and ethnic spiders glowing in the dark.
In the old days; they were Chinese made.
Colonised by children's toys where missiles couldn't reach.
Yes we were,
Yes we were,
Found unconscious just behind a Burger King;
Naked, beaten, bitten by ants.
I can show you how the generators work,
But I cannot recognise my own face.
Rubber animals, for your nephews,
Half price in principle if not reality.
You can see them, running in the sun,
At least you would if anyone could go outside.
No you can't, no you can't;
Move your market to your manufacturing base,
Your customers would not be happy.
We like to think that they live in a different world,
We're right in ways we can't imagine
Rubber animals
Rubber animals
Rubber animals
Rubber animals