Song over played you finally made it now.
Your friends say you're a sell out, your on the radio.
Blink a blast, you'll go into stardom space.
Blink the past has shown, you've simply been replaced.
A tune keeps you humming.
Rich or poor you need money.
Either or you'll be strumming.
Top of the mountain you'll come tumblin down.
Take a sip of chilled martini before you know it its all gone.
Take a hit the home grown calling can you resist its feeding time.
A dead dream will keep you growling one hit wonder will make you whine.
A little gas to get you ignited, are you on E, did your car die?
A tune keeps you humming.
Rich or poor you need money.
Either or you'll be strumming.
Top of the mountain you'll come tumbling down.
Are you a sell out?
What is a sell out?
Are you a sell out?
Top of the mountain you'll come tumbling down.