Um, excuse me teacher
|
I've gotta go to the recycling toilet
|
I'm gonna let them take over the story from here (All clear)
|
It begins with the superstar addressing her duplicant army
|
In a mysterious hanger
|
|
Silence!
|
My darling, you are so beautiful and dutiful
|
I'm superstar, life maker, soul breaker, hit maker, love taker
|
Don't you mess around with me
|
Ten thousand superstars, I'm getting out my claws
|
Ready to break all the laws, I told you I was the best there was
|
Each duplicant think of ten celebrities
|
These will be your personal enemies
|
Take away their jobs and give it to me
|
We're gonna be the only celebrity
|
Then we can always be there for the photo shoot, the movie role, the recording
|
The clothing line, the perfume, the adori, my ratings and chart positions soring
|
Don't want a two thou for this happiness
|
Anyway, settle for the best you have
|
You are all equal, but some more equal than others
|
My sequel, but you are not people
|
No free wills, no thrills, no gettin' ill
|
Unless it's ill meaning ill, not ill meaning sick
|
Quick, everybody line up, no time to think
|
Get the branding ink
|
You will be burned a number with my brand CC
|
Now duplicants, listen to me
|
Every reality show, movie role
|
Every famous job must be filled with one of my clones
|
Superstar food, superstar books
|
Everybody copy superstar looks
|
Like the hook this year, makin' my money off the book this year
|
But let's be clear
|
If you descent you'll be sent to the vent
|
Emptied and shelved, soul in the hole
|
Here are the rules and did I mention, there is no exception
|
|
Come on baby, don't you love me
|
When you see me, don't you love me
|
Come on baby, don't you love me
|
When you see me, don't you love me
|
|
Ugh, shut up duplicants, listen up
|
Your weight will fluctuate to more than one tenth of an ounce
|
Your songs will bounce in count
|
Your feelings are not allowed and you are my slaves so don't make a sound
|
You will not fall in love unless it's a career ?
|
Learn the art of snoozering, pandering me and glandering, I'm very demanding
|
Excuse me, what's that over there
|
Me getting old, cease her, zap her soul
|
Dolly I want a refund on my clone, you gots to go
|
Off to the vent you go (no, no) go! (no, no!)
|
I'm gonna conquer the world, meaning the United States and it's outskirts
|
So good it hurts, can you see the perks
|
And for every other star it's only gonna get worse
|
My voice play all on every music station in every nation
|
Including the tiny colony on Mars, merchandise on all liveable stars
|
On every channel on TV, movin' pictures of me
|
Virtual vid game screens on magazines, and direct connect dreams
|
Now I can be everywhere it seems
|
I will not be a household name
|
I will hold the household, hold the pot and pots of gold
|
Lots to go, I gots to roll
|
And once more, when I'm winnin' the world game
|
The word 'fame' will never know what hit it
|
Let's go bad girls we in it to win it
|
Let's go you bad bad girls
|
Bad girls NYC
|
|
-----------------
|
The Mysterious Hanger
|
Princess Superstar |