Popstars

Hey baby
You've hit me again one more time
You said bye bye bye bye bye bye good-bye
Well I don't want to be with you tonight, forever
Do you understand my monologue?

These are the words of the popstars
These are the words of the upsophisticated money-machines
For the killers of rock and roll

Hey digital
You're nothing but a bitch on strings
You'll be back milking cows before you cash the check
Well I'll just wait around till you fade away like the rest
Like the best of the best
Do you understand my monologue?

These are the words of the popstars
These are the words of the upsophisticated money-machines
For the killers of rock and roll

Do you understand my monologue?

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These are the words of the popstars
These are the words of the unsophisticated money-machines
For the killers of rock and roll