(J. Davis)
You're the next local superstar
Take a bow if you get this far
Nothing's real baby make a move
Some expected groove
Prove it to the world
Now drink and be real
This is the last time
Hard to conceal the flavor of strychnine
Whenever you steal you make it the right line
You're the next disappointing boom
Burning out in the same black room
Nothing's real if you read the news
If you bled the blues
Prove it to the world
Now drink and be real
This is the last time
Hard to conceal the flavor of strychnine
Whenever you steal you make it the right line
Rolling with some friends of mine
Her love is an amphetamine