Theres a sound comin out of the Nothing like its heard here before And theyre all spinnin round, crazy-o As they to the music store And they buy it and and groove a bit Till the song just like it appears its gone, gone, gone then its gone And they remember squat about it Nothing left thats hot it, gone, gone.
a new iteration of beauty queen Everybodys talkin about the body and face of the movie scene With the glamour that clamors too And cant get enough of her Till the no longer new Then its gone, gone, gone, its gone And if she owned the market Now its for her to park it, Gone, gone, its gone!
for telling me What youre mes So compelling, Im hip to the Your got my attention but theres no retention No on the screen!
Theres a headline screaming out at us Every the biggest one yet And the sturm and the drang that shout at us Are the we wont soon forget Until what do you know, weve them Cant just who, what, or why Its all gone, gone, gone, and gone Because everything and nothings Only to infotain us, gone, gone, gone.
Fill my brain with Make it rain with Stuff inane enough it last a wink Keep it coming, the constant drumming, humming I dont to think!
Theres a fever thats its pinnacle And I even know what about Well me if Im being cynical But Im just trying to it out Will the of neurons be notified Will the send me a sign Before its gone, gone, already And in case Ive missed the big one, it I catch the reincarnate gone. If you find reflecting too Wait a for the next thing gone!