Lyrics

A nowhere nobel actor is on the shelf No one catches on so full of his own wealth He made his grave When he came to tinsel town Bathed himself all week Emergency speech A star is torn on a paper screen The legend robbed diggin' for the green Get yourself remade You better change your name Your waiting tables for the academy Talkin' to myself down on market street Funny I was the only one listening The parasites that come to tinsel town If you ain't suckin' up Your just a bum downtown Your waiting tables The Academy