Fifteen Minutes of Lame

Let's cut and paste another night to waste The city streets are calling out for you, so go show them your face It's time to sell yourself by being someone else Mixing elegance laced with decadence Because you know your life won't get better than this By the way you shake, I can tell you're a fake So be the entertainment for tonight so they'll remember your name Cause you have to be pretty and you have to be clean Just to put your little product in their vending machines So glitter up the gray and see how much you'll make Because they just don't care how bad you taste Put that gold record on and sing those stupid songs Just to make that beat on every street go on We've got a war to wage because it's all the rage To forget yourself for the chance at being great It's an awful mess who you're trying to impress You want the neon dreams in teen magazines to bring you back from the dead Cause the pop music princess is so easy to please But you have only fifteen minutes just to get on your knees So what would be left after what's done and said And the limelight has gone to your head? Put that gold record on and sing those stupid songs Just to make that beat on every street go on We've got a war to wage because it's all the rage To forget yourself for the chance at being great You ride your high horse so damn well But as far as I can tell The world will reject you, your friends disrespect you, But you just don't care cause you don't have a clue Put that gold record on and sing those stupid songs Just to make that beat on every street go on We've got a war to wage because it's all the rage To forget yourself for the chance at being great