Let me tell you a thing On popular culture American swing The British add sulphur I'll buy you a beer If you can compete from here,oooohhhh
They throw you a line Let me see it you catch it And they'll give you some time, sure If you got something to match it Just as long as you know Who is running that show, oooohhhh
(chorus) And I was thinking "well, hey! I'm gonna throw it away Throwing out my popular culture Cause now you know it's not great If you don't come from the States You will always be late to be in popular culture From western slang To showbiz spells You'd almost think There's nothing else"
Can you give me the news On the romantic actor No, I don't really care but his blues Is for me a distractor Through his eyes I can see What is wrong with me,oooooh…
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And I was thinking, well hey Well what the hell is my place If someone else will dictate My singular culture Cause everybody's a star And if you don't think too far You can define who you are Through popular culture
It's like you're not really seen Without a fashionable spleen That is so much alike the ones Your heroes suffered And so you gotta be strong You've got to just speak in tongues About how you belong In popular culture
I think I put a spell Tell her I think it echoes on the floor
Compositor: Thomas Andrew Barman (Barman Tom) ECAD: Obra #4747521