Figurine Frenzy

Got a room that's fillin' up, see it multiply Funko Pops are risin' high, Gary's got no alibi (Every corner's occupied!) Shelves are creakin', walls are weak, it’s a plastic wave If he trips again my friend, it's a vinyl grave! Why, why, why does he buy more? Boxes stack from floor to sky, watch the towers sway Collectible mania, oh, it’s Gary's doomsday (There’s no more room to play!) Wallet's empty but eyes are bright, with a brand new crate Another hundred Funko Pops, oh Gary can’t escape! Why, why, why can't he just ignore? Lost in the eyes (plastic eyes) Of bobbleheads and grinning mites Gary's lost, in figurine dreams, oh (He can't resist the gleam!) A funhouse mirror, his life's become, with plastic clones And every paycheck's destiny to these toys alone