Theres a sound out of the radio Nothing its been heard here before And all spinnin round, goin crazy-o As they rush to the music And they buy it and listen and a bit Till the next just like it appears Then its gone, gone, gone its gone And they wont remember squat it Nothing left thats hot it, gone, gone.
Theres a new iteration of beauty been talkin about Shes the body and of the movie scene the glamour that clamors too loud And America cant get of her Till the noveltys no new Then its gone, gone, gone, its gone And if yesterday she the market Now its time for her to it, Gone, gone, its gone!
Thanks for me What youre mes So compelling, Im hip to the Your invention got my but theres no retention No on the screen!
Theres a headline parade out at us Every the biggest one yet And the and the drang that they shout at us Are the stories we wont forget Until do you know, weve forgotten them remember just who, what, or why Its all gone, gone, gone, and gone Because and nothings famous Only to infotain us, gone, gone, gone.
Fill my brain fluff Make it with stuff Stuff inane enough it last a wink Keep it coming, the constant drumming, electrons I have to think!
Theres a fever thats reaching its And I dont know what about Well me if Im being cynical But Im just trying to it out the network of neurons be notified Will the synapses send me a Before its gone, gone, already And in Ive missed the big one, darn it Hope I catch the gone. If you reflecting too perplexing Wait a for the next thing gone!