Stiff In The Rack

I can read you like a book

and I'm intent on taking a look

and maybe tearing out some pages.

Do you want me broken in two?

Is that the best that you can do?

I can handle your pathetic rages

Yeah, we've got the stage lit

and I think you're the right fit

so you'd better get on with it.

Baby wants to be so blue

when everyone's telling you what to do

'cause you're just a name built on a face

We don't have to swallow this down

we don't have to stick around

Pretty soon you'll vanish without a trace

Come on, everybody, give chase

the big time is a big place

I think you better rest your case

There's nothing good on the radio

Playing cool is the way to go

If they play your song on the radio

You're gonna be a star.

You're gonna be a star.

You're gonna be a star.

I know it is not your fault

this wasteland ideal burial vault

expose us to your atonal hate and misery

You're the pot calling the kettle back

We can't even keep track

of your delusional statements of intensity

You say you're the real McCoy

and you're the best-dressed boy

Sounds to me like a ploy

There's nothing good on the radio

Playing cool is the way to go

If they play your song on the radio

You're gonna be a star.

You're gonna be a star.

You're gonna be a star.

This could be our biggest song

If you please just sing along

We are here for your amusement

Is it on the tip of your tongue?

Can you hear it when it is done?

You want everything to be so confusing

With us lying on our backs

Take my neck and give it a crack

I'm just another stiff in the rack

I'm a stiff in the rack