Instruction: At the end of the song, the singer or singers should hand out dollar bills to the audience, preferably by stuffing them down their pants or into their bras.
MAYBE JUST THE BIT STARS
The girls put on their wigs
And then the curtain rises
They're going to move their lips
And maybe throw some stuff around the stage
And when the curtain falls
This tune will then be over
The only time this routine
Happens in this incarnation
Oh, then it's over
Really really over
And I didn't notice
Anybody getting paid
Well maybe just the big stars
Maybe just the big stars
They work so hard to please you
But first to please themselves
Cause that's the only way
To guarantees significance
And they've rehearsed for hours
Okay then, not that long
But if you think these outfits
Grow on trees, you must be crazy
Oh then it's over
Really really over
And if you saw it
Then you saw it, didn't you?
And if you didn't
Well you missed it
Cause it's ending
And the sands of time are running out
For us
And you, the Handheld Camera
You'll never get it right
The way the room was sweating
Pressed up close and kind of sexy
The volume, yes, horrific
The mesh of sights and smells
And all the inconvenience
That we purchased when we entered
Oh...
You'll remember
When you're sober, maybe
Or forget it
Smile and wave
at the fancy float
In the passing pageant of your life
Ooh la la
The girls put on their wigs
And then the curtain rises
They're going to move their lips
And maybe throw some stuff around the stage
And when the curtain falls
This tune will then be over
The only time this routine
Happens in this incarnation
Oh, then it's over
Really really over
And I didn't notice
Anybody getting paid
Well maybe just the big stars
Maybe just the big stars
Maybe just the big stars
Maybe just the big stars
-- Michael C. Mullen for Pocket Shelley
Brilliant. Maddeningly, enviously so.
ultralash 9 months ago