As soon as something's popular it's written and erased.
Still I'm watching, I want more though
I have seen it all before where
Bullies hang with pretty boys who pick up girls in corduroys
Who's teeny tops are little tanks they go hip hip hopping to the banks.

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Where imitation is just limitation in disguise.
Sell our souls because the rock just rolled over and died.

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Do you wanna be famous?
Wanna get a taste?
Do you wanna be written and erased?
Do you wanna be faded like the scene in a one hit wonder magazine?
Do you wanna be jaded, self medicated?
Gonna be rehabilitated and then be congratulated.
Oh yeah, you're the one we're looking for.

I don't believe the break you had.
The monumental ache you had.
A game of conscience, tug of war
And we have all been there before
Where bullies become pretty boys with loaded guns and shiny toys
They're busting heads and making noise 'till they're bang bang banging hit the floors.

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Get your pencils, papers, big fat red erasers.
We're all tail-chasers in disguise.

Do you wanna be famous?
Wanna get a taste?
Do you wanna be written and erased?
Do you wanna be faded like your jeans they're gonna be busting at the seams?
Do you wanna be jaded, self medicated ?
Gonna be rehabilitated and then be congratulated?
Oh yeah, you're the one we're looking for.

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Writer : VANDER ARK, BRIAN
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing