All caught up in the trends, well the truth began to bend.
All the fame and fortune, glory and prestige, can't make me happy if it goes against what I believe.
All the lousy little poets coming around trying to sound like Charles Manson.
All the stars that never were are parking cars and pumping gas.
All these poses of classical torture ruined my mind like a snake in the orchard. I did go from wanting to be someone, now I'm drunk and wearing flip-flops on Fifth Avenue.
Anger and jealousy's all that he sells us, he's content when you're under his thumb. Madmen oppose him, but your kindness throws him, to survive it you play deaf and dumb.
Arty farty, you'll never fool your Aunt, who knew you picked your nose and wet your pants.
As I watched him on the stage, my hands were clinched in fists of rage. No angel born in hell, could break that Satan's spell.
Being rich and famous seems to have its ups and downs. That's the price you pay for being troubadours and clowns.
Betcha I wet cha like hurricanes and typhoons, got buffoons eating my pussy while I watch cartoons.
Blow your brains out and do it right, make sure it's on prime time and on Saturday night.
Brainless writers gossip nonsense to others heads as dense as they is.
Bring me a girl, they're always the best. You put 'em on stage, and you have 'em undress.
Bryl-cream, a little dab will do you.
Can't wait to date a supermodel, can't wait to sue my Dad. Can't wait to wreck a Ferrari, on the way to rehab.
Celluloid heroes never feel any pain.
Conquering the world with words, leading the children like herds.
Dance with the sufis, celebrate your top ten in the charts of pain.
Devoid of all romance, the music plays and everyone must dance. I'm bowing out.
Did you ever get the feeling that the story's too damn real?
Disillusioned words like bullets bark as human gods aim for their mark.
Do I have to change my name, will it get me far? Should I lose some weight, am I gonna be a star?
Don't know which one is worse, doing your own thing or just being cool.
Don't tell me what they did to you as though you had no choice. Tell me, isn't that your picture? Isn't that your voice.
Eagerly pursuing all the latest fads and trends cause he's a dedicated follower of fashion.
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