Karaoke Burial

B-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-breakups and suicides
In the bathroom doing lines
How you doing? Doing fine
Making up my little rhymes
Gobs of gangsters, gods, and guns
Odds are that they’re on to us
Media, pornographers
Characters in comic books
Where your platinum? Where your gold?
Play it on your stereo-eo
Karaoke burial
This way, that way
Here we go-eo
Where’s the passion? Where’s the soul?
Playing on your radio-io
Karaoke burial, sing your song and dig your hole
Let them eat their cake, it’s all they want today
It’s all p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-passe
You’re so c-c-c-c-c-c-c-c-c-cliche
Shopping carts and catalogs
Passengers of atom bombs
Ancestors of astronauts
Huddled in their coffee shops
Break-ups and suicides
In the bathroom doing lines
How you doing? Doing fine
Trying to wake up my mind
Where your platinum? Where your gold?
Play it on your stereo-eo
Karaoke burial
This way, that way
Here we go-eo
Where’s the passion? Where’s the soul?
Playing on your radio-io
Karaoke burial, sing your song and dig your hole
Who cares anyway? There’s nothing more to say
It’s all p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-passe
You’re so c-c-c-c-c-c-c-c-c-cliche
Let them eat their cake, it’s all they want today
It’s all p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-pass
You’re so c-c-c-c-c-c-c-c-c-cliche
She looks best when
She don’t want my acceptance
I like you best when
You don’t need my attention
She looks best when
She don’t want my acceptance
I like you best when
You don’t need my attention
Who cares anyway? There’s nothing more to say
It’s all p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-passe
You’re so c-c-c-c-c-c-c-c-c-cliche
Let them eat their cake, it’s all they want today
It’s all p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-passe
You’re so c-c-c-c-c-c-c-c-c-cliche
Who cares anyway? There’s nothing more to say
It’s all p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-passe, cliche
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