Superstar - Cold

I don’t listen much to reason

Everyone wants to be here

Santa Claus has lost his sleigh

Easter Bunny’s not a rabbit

Tricks are made for kids until

Pseudo psycho man told you to fly

Everyone just ran around just playing games with anti-socials

No one ever taught you how to fall

Well I don’t listen much to of you

Everyone’s a fuckin psycho

No one ever taught you how to be

Won’t you take it off, and shoot it up,

and show me how you used to fly

Take it off, and shoot it up,

and show me how you used to die

Take it off, and shoot it up,

and show me how you used to fly

Everyone around you super-star

They can mother-fuckin die

I could give a damn about what you think

All the sui-psycho hippies always stink

No one answered all your questions till you fly

No one gave you any sex until you cried

tryin to be a superstar

Take it… Take it… Take it

Take it off, and shoot it up

And show me how to used to fly

Take it off, and shoot it up

And show me how you used to die

Take it off, and shoot it up

And show me how you used to fly

Everyone around you superstar

They can mother fuckin die

Superstars lie