Theres a sound out of the radio Nothing like its been heard here And theyre all spinnin round, crazy-o As they to the music store And they buy it and and groove a bit Till the next just like it appears Then its gone, gone, then its gone And they wont remember 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 that clamors too loud And America get enough of her Till the no longer new Then its gone, gone, gone, its gone And if yesterday she 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 but theres no retention No on the screen!
Theres a headline parade out at us storys 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 them Cant just who, what, or why Its all gone, gone, gone, here and Because everything and nothings here to infotain us, gone, gone, gone.
Fill my with fluff Make it rain with Stuff inane enough it last a wink Keep it coming, the constant drumming, humming I dont to think!
Theres a thats reaching its pinnacle And I dont even what about Well forgive me if Im cynical But Im just to figure it out the network of neurons be notified Will the send me a sign Before its gone, gone, gone? And in Ive missed the big one, darn it I catch the reincarnate gone. If you reflecting too perplexing Wait a minute for the next gone!