P.O.P. Popstar
Bow Bow
Bow bow
Sometimes I like to sing a song
Come on boy push up the microphone
So I’m improvin‘, improvin‘ myself
And I’ll be doing as much as I can
Yes I’ve been going through heaven and hell
But I’m sure that we’ll be doing well
P.O. P.O.P. Popstar
Entering the charts now – entering the charts now
V.I. V.I.P. Vipstar
P.O. P.O.P. Popstar
Gonna be the hip ones – forget about the shit songs
V.I. V.I.P. Vipstar
My time has come I want to show
I get my thing now I gotta go
I really like to be on stage
I’m telling you we are a total rage
All my life I knew that I’m the one
Now I just have to get it on
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High on the meaning of what
Style and song is killing for life
And nothing is all you can cut
A man made machine
Now say what you mean
Sit down and build us a soul
The red is the black and the black is the red
And the world is an empty hole
The earth doesn抰 want me the sky is to full
My fist is a hammer of air
Now I can destroy what you have got
and act like I really do care
basic is simple
let抯 check out the end
of sinners and stars and dust