Last Conservative - Stiff In The Racks lyrics

I can read you like a book and I'm intent on taking a look and maybe tearing out some pages. Do you want me broken in two? Is that the best that you can do? I can handle your pathetic rages Yeah, we've got the stage lit and I think you're the right fit so you'd better get on with it. Baby wants to be so blue when everyone's telling you what to do 'cause you're just a name built on a face We don't have to swallow this down we don't have to stick around Pretty soon you'll vanish without a trace Come on, everybody, give chase the big time is a big place I think you better rest your case There's nothing good on the radio Playing cool is the way to go If they play your song on the radio You're gonna be a star. You're gonna be a star. You're gonna be a star. I know it is not your fault this wasteland ideal burial vault expose us to your atonal hate and misery You're the pot calling the kettle back We can't even keep track of your delusional statements of intensity You say you're the real McCoy and you're the best-dressed boy Sounds to me like a ploy There's nothing good on the radio Playing cool is the way to go If they play your song on the radio You're gonna be a star. You're gonna be a star. You're gonna be a star. This could be our biggest song If you please just sing along We are here for your amusement Is it on the tip of your tongue? Can you hear it when it is done? You want everything to be so confusing With us lying on our backs Take my neck and give it a crack I'm just another stiff in the rack I'm a stiff in the rack