Rotopop

"How much for a Tuesday?" "One memory." Roto, roto, rotopop Spin the plastic sun Roto, roto, rotopop We are the moulded ones Tongue out the window, brain in the shop Sell me a Tuesday, make the clocks stop Keys in the inkwell, coin in the slot Pay with a memory? Take the whole lot Apple on a spoon, thread in the hinge Smile for the camera, plastic little grin Lady at the counter says, "Care for a sun?" I say, "Wrap it up." She says, "Already done." Tick-tick, two clicks, something in the wall Turn it to the left and hear the people call RO-TO-POP! Roto, roto, rotopop Spin the plastic sun Roto, roto, rotopop We are the moulded ones Click-clack, tick-tock Watch the silver coin drop Roto, roto, rotopop The deal is finally done Roto! (Roto!) Pop! (Pop!) Roto-roto-ROTОPOP! Coin in my pocket, marble in my ear I sold them the morning, they sold me a year Sugar ladder climbing where the ceiling was Shopkeeper's laughing, but the shop's all dust Keys turn backwards, clocks cough smoke Plastic little people tell a plastic joke One of them whispers, "You know what you've done?" "You didn't buy the sun — you became the sun." Tick-tick, two clicks, something in the wall Turn it to the left and hear the people call RO-TO-POP! Roto, roto, rotopop Spin the plastic sun Roto, roto, rotopop We are the moulded ones Click-clack, tick-tock Watch the silver coin drop Roto, roto, rotopop The deal is finally done Who spun the sun? Who made the mould? Why does the plastic feel so cold? [Whispered] No refunds. No returns. One more turn... One more turn... Roto, roto, rotopop Spin the plastic sun Roto, roto, rotopop We are the moulded ones Click-clack, tick-tock Watch the silver coin drop Roto, roto, rotopop The deal is finally done Roto, roto, rotopop Spin the plastic sun Roto, roto, rotopop Spin the plastic sun Roto, roto, rotopop Spin the plastic sun