For every poptart princess that goes batshit crazy
There's apology, getting a public paddling
When the wire's snapped from the back of her neck
You know the lights don't go out
For all the testimonial televangelists
She's got tammy faye bakker eyes
Is this another farce, is the future this frightening'
I tell you i feel just fine, but you're convinced that I'm dying
Oh America's got talent to seduce you
To reduce yourself
Oh America's got talent to seduce you
To reduce everybody else