Theres a sound out of the radio Nothing like its been here before And theyre all spinnin round, goin As they rush to the music And buy it and listen and groove a bit Till the next song just like it Then its gone, gone, then its gone And wont remember squat about it left thats hot about it, gone, gone.
Theres a new of beauty queen Everybodys talkin about Shes the body and of the movie scene With the glamour that too loud And cant get enough of her Till the no longer new its gone, gone, gone, then 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 invention got my attention but theres no No on the screen!
Theres a headline screaming out at us Every the biggest one yet And the sturm and the that they shout at us Are the stories we wont forget Until what do you know, weve forgotten Cant just who, what, or why Its all gone, gone, gone, here and Because everything and famous Only here to us, gone, gone, gone.
Fill my brain with Make it rain with Stuff inane enough it wont last a Keep it coming, the drumming, electrons humming I have to think!
Theres a fever thats reaching its And I dont know what about forgive me if Im being cynical But Im trying to figure it out Will the of neurons be notified Will the synapses me a sign Before its gone, gone, gone? And in case Ive the big one, darn it I catch the reincarnate gone. If you reflecting too perplexing Wait a minute for the next gone!