Oh, How I love bearing witness To the ruthless competition For the crowing and the title Of the country's newest Cutest little victims So your life is a violent fire? Burning us out for the world to admire Chew them up spit them out Sell your photos to the press You're the one that wanted So tell me How's it feel to be famous? And you knew you were in love The first time you ever eye-f**ed the camera But now you want space Now you want privacy I'm sorry, Darling. Your life is public property Please let me worship the beauty You were blessed with in post While Respecting boundaries For another lonely brick on your road So your life is a violent fire? Burning us out for the world to admire Chew them up spit them out Sell your photos to the press You're the one that wanted So tell me How's it feel to be famous?