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..