One of my fondest memories
Was when I first saw you in Jersey
I was a greasy, kid fool
You were the king of cool
You walked in all decked out in red
The beehive headed gals all turned their heads
Now they don't even know you're dead
d**h of an idol
You're shipped as damaged property
To some 'a' rinky dink company
Two years before they would've begged
But you have been pegged
A past decade novelty
But still I have some memories
You should've saved some of that money
d**h of an idol
I know in the ......
These things change like the weather
And how naive, you actually believed
Your star could shine forever
Well, it'll burn out by September
Basking in the shouts from the mezzanine
Back seat lays in teen idol magazine
But one year later, no pot to piss in
They no longer listen
The hollow body, the pretty face
Well the latter was replaced
You didn't know that dope was laced
d**h of an idol
And so I sit here at your grave
Tracing my fingers across your name
Whenever I come here it rains
d**h of an idol
d**h of an idol
We all end up where we began
Smack down in the middle of a bargain bin
Some cheap compilation
d**h of and idol
I remember..