Strike Gold

We're just primal beings, taking care of basic needs
Infatuated by the lure of a T.V. screen
I'm on a drip, hooked to a feeding frenzy
A steady diet of horses' lard and beans
I spend half of my time following you down the garden path
Hankering after celebrity, an instant payoff
This is no repression, no dystopian fantasy
When the bubble bursts I'll join you in a game of kicking our heels
Struttin out in a blaze of glory
A winning grin, so gracefully
We cheered as we fixed our gaze
Everyone loves a winner in their heyday
Ambitious performer, teen dreams
Meets reality, not what it seemed
It hits you hard, right in the face
Disappointment, such a bitter taste
'It's a learning curve, my friend, a fickle scene'
'Come back again with integrity
And remain true to yourself
Cos it's a long way back from being stranded on the shelf'
'Take from the well until the well has run dry'
My friend replied, tears welling in his eyes
Under a styled hairdo
It's the only thing you've got to hold onto
I saw you dancing in scarlet dress
Blood red, fame is a temptress
A fly buzzing in our ears
Whispers thoughts in year after year
Get connected and strike gold!
The devil preys on the young in vogue
He lurks around, a sight to behold
Takes in the weak and casts them out in the cold
Who's had enough of the bubblegum dance?
We drank it up and threw it away
We turn away to the latest distraction
Follow the way to the next attraction
Now I'm wondering
Who's the driver behind the wheel?
Who's operating the controls of this machine?
Who's responsible for this ubiquity?
Will we look back and think of the legacy



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