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Tried to look down so we all could see, oh no
Carried with the renegades, treated like a fossil
Tie you in all this philosophy, let go
Putting up the barricades, looking for some shelter

She is searching for her cellular phone (she wants to call her daddy)
There is something on the back of his drawers

Wise up, don't you wanna be in the fast scene?
Get your picture in your magazine
Yeah wouldn't you love that?

Sold out, do you even remember your real name?
Another pop star with a shirt stain
Yeah how do you stay thin?

Ride it on down with authority it shows
Someday you'll be rich again you're dying for some culture
Try to forget the publicity, oh no
Sticking with the president and reading all the papers

She is searching for her cellular phone (still trying to call her daddy)
If someone answers the phone with a cause

Wise up, don't you wanna be in the fast scene?
Get your picture in your magazine
Yeah wouldn't you love that?

Sold out do you even remember your real name?
Another pop star with a shirt stain
Yeah how do you stay thin?

Waiting in line for democracy oh no
Cover up the fingerprints you're acting like an idiot
Repay your debts to society it shows
Signs of being hip again and putting back the puzzle

She is dancing for a limited time (she wants to make some money)
Stuffing her panties with nickels and dimes.

Wise up don't you wanna be in the fast scene?
Get your picture in your magazine
Yeah wouldn't you love that?

Sold out do you even remember your real name?
Just pop star with a shirt stain
Yeah how do you stay thin?

Atkins!

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