Nine Eleven - The Quick And The Dead lyrics

It's all about savoir-faire: first you learn to read Then you learn to count, then you understand what's expected of you You must also learn to make yourself more beautiful than others To be the clone, to be the polystyrene clone of dead-eyed models You must also learn to wait for your turn The turn of the screwed that's given to you - not that you want to In the end you'll learn to enjoy the lame post mortem comfort of a life past By the way, you've learned to stroke those odd dreams stolen from mirrors As you've learned to love the man you still loathed and that you hate even more now. And if you don't follow the rules that have been soft-spoken to you... On your way to glory, to fame and s**-cess You'll see that the medal you've been yearning For turns to a one-sided coin once you remove the blue-knotted package It's not that you dig dough when you bump into the set Set around the scales that gives you the weight of your own inflated image... What you wish to feed your sad audience feeds your own madness But you gotta know it does never gonna be enough for them They will never stop to give an everlasting love to any golden calf Whether it be you or any other girl Considering she sold better than you did her body and name to the illusions she serves.. You're not less a public figure than the anonymous voice-over In the silencio theater of your angst-ridden life It's all about savoir-faire: First you learn to read, then you learn to count Then you understand what's expected of you