Now my tapestry's unraveling.
Now you're selling out, the devil sold a dream and you bought it without thinking about. How the beast will decrease the brain wave, with material thoughts from the crib to the grave.
Obscenity, who really cares. Propaganda, all is phony.
Oooh, fashion, we are the goon squad and were coming to town, beep beep.
Painted faces, sun burnt skin, fixed expressions, smiles worn thin.
Picture all the money that I've gotten off tours. Now picture me plotting for more.
Plexi, plexi, bend don't shatter. Once you're broken, shape won't matter.
Revolution used to be cool, but now it's out of fashion.
Rhyme written in graffiti xeroxed on blueprints, students influenced are now a nuisance.
Rita Haywood gave good face.
Rock and roll cola wars, I can't take it any more.
Say a prayer for the pretender, who started out so young and strong only to surrender.
See the man on the TV with a phony smile. Bring you up, bring you down, he can turn your head around.
Sex sells everything, but I don't buy it.
She barely understands her dreams of belly button rings and other kind of things. Symbolic of change, but the thing that is strange, it that the changes occur, and now she's just a part of the herd.
She doesn't give you time for questions as she locks up your arms in hers. And you follow till your sense of direction completely disappears.
She grew up hard and she grew up fast, in the age of television.
She said she was working for the ABC news, it was as much of the alphabet as she knew how to use.
She wants to lead the glamorous life, but without love, it ain't much.
She'd like to model or maybe act or star in a magazine. Before she signs any big contracts, she better learn how to read.
She's got electric boots, a mohair suit, you know I read it in a magazine.
She's staring down her desires, while they're staring down her dress.
Shouldering your loneliness like a gun that you will not learn to aim, you stumble into this movie house then you climb, you climb into the frame.
Since fat crayons, I write and display chaos. My plan is damage.
So there I was in Hollywood, thinking I was doing good.
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