Popstars
hey bab
you've hit me again one more tim
you said bye bye bye bye but i hate good-bye
well i don't want to be with you tonight, foreve
do you understand my monologue
choru
these are the words of the popstar
these are the words of the upsophisticated money-machine
for the killers of rock and roll
hey digital
you're nothing but a bitch on string
you'll be back milking cows before you cash the chequ
i'll just wait around till you fade away like the res
like the best of the bes
do you understand my monologue
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do you understand my monologue
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these are the words of the popstar
these are the words of the unsophisticated money-machine
for the killers of rock and roll