Last Best Pop Stars

They said, "SDC, you're too good for pop
The dark streets, bright lights, gonna rip you up, baby"
A hundred million kids in a mass migration
LA, give it up for the teen star invasion
Applaud like you know what I'm doing here
I'm a fucked up Xerox of Britney Spears
And I don't even know what a Xerox is
'Cause I'm a bleach blonde, beat down high school kid

I'm 17, does that fuck with your head
When you tell me to take my clothes off in my comments?
I'm pretty, I get it, I bet your head's spinnin'
I make this place jump like a frog on acid

And I won't pretend to be something I'm not, psych
I know what I'm for, and I know what I want, like
Don't tell me you love me, just give me the spotlight
What's the point of the dance if the beat never drops, right?

We'll take it as far as it goes
Get your hands up 'cause this is a show
Not bummin' us out like a funeral
But the way that we're livin' is unusual
They know I'm too young, but they go for it
Try to hop on when I roll for it
I know it's your job to make this hard
Just dance, we're all the last best pop stars
The last best pop stars

Now I got brands knockin' down my door
But I grew up poor, call that trailer park couture
And it's a beach town with just that to offer
The prettiest girls and the dirtiest water
Call me crazy if it's not my place to say
But I bet it's not that different in LA
The same chemical compound we're encased in
That we did in small towns, fields and basements
Now they tell me I'm gorgeous, wasted

Now I feel for Lindsay and Britney, let me say
'Cause I've heard the call of a city far away
That I've never set foot in
But my young mind still wanders, like
Where's all the love gone?
I bet it's in California

I'll take it as far as it goes
Get your hands up 'cause this is a show
Not bummin' us out like a funeral
But the way that we're livin' is unusual
They know I'm too young, but they go for it
Try to hop on when I roll for it
I know it's your job to make this hard
Just dance, we're all the last best pop stars
The last best pop stars
The last best-

Last best pop stars, paparazzi, fast cars
Get what we want
'Cause the motherfucking rules are just holding you back
No one cares how you act
When you smile to the camera, so fucking attractive
Let's get high in the hotel pool
Cry all night 'cause you wish you were me
Poor baby, don't you know that fame is inside you?
Let go, let it find you
Now, let's fucking party!

I'll take it as far as it goes
Get your hands up 'cause this is a show
Not bummin' us out like a funeral
But the way that we're livin' is unusual
They know I'm too young, but they go for it
Try to hop on when I roll for it
I know it's your job to make this hard
Just dance, we're all the last best pop stars
The last best pop stars