Why Popstars Sell Silicon

What a beautiful daughter, that she was
So bright and blond, and full of life
An ambition, an audition and the will to succeed and secede
Now she dances on the skies and on the clouds
But she does not dance alone, no she does not dance alone
She got hooks and strings and fingertips
Lips and provocative hips
Made of clay but not yet fired
I’d kiss you but your paints not dry
One more little hit and I’ll be fine
So pull yourself together darlin’
Soul for purchase aint no ordinary crime
We all sellin’ something honey
Now she purges, chokes on substance
With roaches and maggots for throw-up
Rubies and emeralds for thighs
No room left for ink although nothing is tattooed
A modern science masterpiece for a face
Silk-screened and bulging out
You know the trap is set now impale yourself cause we all sellin’ somethin’
You know the trap is set now impale yourself
Cause we all sellin’ somethin’
I’d kiss you but your paints not dry ….
One more little hit and I’ll be fine
So pull yourself together darlin’
Soul for purchase ain’t no ordinary crime
We all sellin’ something honey
We all sellin’ something…
the trap is set now impale yourself cause we all sellin’ somethin’