Future star, red guitar, you're gonna go far
if you find a right producer
the world's your toy, super boy
the girls all faint
and you start a new religion
Four-star media whore
backdoor encounters with madonna
sales fall, lose it all
the crowd moves on and you can't afford a limo
Pout and cry, fake suicide, then read a book about a past addiction
tombstone, all you own, twenty years and no one will remember

submitted by michael hack