You were found in a hole in the ground
Labelled VIP, dumped on TV
And just in case the faithful didn't want you
In lieu of a brain you gained a teleprompter
The things they said went straight to your head
And though you think you're oh so special, you're a gift-wrapped bum instead
The hype you were fed, you think its true
Even a cheesy porno flick is better than you
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You believe life was created by a magical being
Cos when it comes to self promotion, believing is seeing
You say you're different -you're just the same
Get back to the middle ages from whence thou came
The price of fame, do as they tell you to do
And if they said the world was flat, you'd believe that too
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No ideas of your own so you work those cliches to the bone
Ghost written just for you. A pointless point of view
Screw up your face and pray, until your dying day
and when you reach your heaven
you'll shoot the stupid moose with an AK47
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You prostitute yourself for respectibility
A thinly veiled cover for mediocrity
And if anyone just wants to have fun
You'll force them to get married at the point of a gun
You're just an empty shell with nothing inside
All dressed up with vanity, messed up with pride
They said you were a leader but... they lied
The fool from nowhere
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