Hey Baby you've hit me again one more time
You said bye bye bye bye bye good bye
Well I don't want to be with you tonight, forever
Do you understand my monologue?
These are the words of the Popstars
These are the words of the unsophisticated money machines,
For the killers of rock and roll.
Hey digital you're nothing but a bitch on strings
You'll be milking cows before you cash the check
Well I'll just wait aroud till you fade away like the rest
Like the best of the best
Do you understand my monologue?
These are the words of the Popstars
These are the words of the unsophisticated money machines,
For the killers of rock and roll.