It'll take more than a picture of some teeny bobber in a towel
It'll take more than false outrage at our latest distraction
It'll take more than your washed up efforts to shake us up
It'll take more than your cries of art while getting hard over the commerce
Hi, I'm here for my exploitation
Point your lens in my face
Hi, I'm here to lose my soul
Won't you blow your film in my space?
And yeah, I look sexy now
Does that make your life any better?
Did I make you forget about your rent?
Or that big ugly high rise that's gonna drive you out of your home?
Maybe if I take off a little more
You can forget all the little things
Maybe if I tell you what I eat
You can forget all the little things
Maybe if I tell you how real I am
You'll forget how real you are
Maybe if I tell you my hopes and dreams
You'll forget those three kids you have you can't feed
It'll take more
It'll take more
But I'll give it to you.
And you want it.
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3 comments:
i thought it was teeny bopper...
bobber in this case, as in head bobbing up and down...no brain
uh oh. my head's bobbing. bad sign?
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