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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Charlie Benante
Drums
Danny Spitz
Lead Guitar
Frank Bello
Bass Guitar
Joey Belladonna
Lead Vocals
Scott Ian
Rhythm Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Scott Ian
Songwriter
Frank Bello
Songwriter
Charlie Benante
Songwriter
Dan Lilker
Songwriter
Joey Belladonna
Songwriter
Danny Spitz
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Anthrax
Producer
Eddie Kramer
Producer
Chip Schane
Assistant Engineer
Chris Rutherford
Engineer
Francis McSweeney
Assistant Engineer
George Marino
Mastering Engineer
Paul Hammington
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
There's nothing I hate more, than all these plastic people
With all their plastic promises, and all their plastic deals
They just can't be themselves, and live their own lives out
They're just an imitation of what life's all about
Because of me you are who you are
So sign your name, and you'll go far
I'm your friend, I think you should
So sign your name, it's for your own good
How many times have you heard this today?
Some bogus piss-on saying, "Let's do lunch, babe"
For them this bullshit, it's their whole life
Cut through their bullshit with a knife
Imitation of life
Oh, oh, oh
Anger burns
Whatever happened to the guy I knew
A media creation, a monster grew
Our story had an unhappy end
But this could change, I still call him friend
Take my advice, listen to me
A great opportunity, can't you see?
I only want what's best for you
The deal of a lifetime, what more can I do
How many times have you heard this today?
Some stupid sucker says, "It's great, we love ya babe"
For them this bullshit, it's their whole life
Cut through their bullshit with a knife
Imitation of life
Oh, oh, oh
Anger burns
Bands dress like women, with hairspray and lace
I'd pass an image law, stick it in their face
Let's see how long they keep dressing this way
Wearing this image 24 hours a day
Did you ever think for yourself?
Just once, did you ever think?
That's all I want to know
Imitation of life, living out a lie
You'll never be right, imitation of life
Why are you here?
You're taking up my space
The new imperfect race
Imitation of life
Oh, oh, oh
Anger burns
Whatever happened to the guy I knew
A media creation, a monster grew
Our story had an unhappy end
But this could change, I still call him friend
There's nothing I hate more, than all these plastic people
And all their plastic promises, and all their plastic deals
They just can't be themselves, and live their own lives out
They're just an imitation of what life's all about
Imitation of life
Writer(s): Scott Ian Rosenfeld, Daniel Alan Spitz, Charlie L. Benante, Frank Joseph Bello, Joseph A. Bellardini, Dan Lilker
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