Song | Mass-Media Stars |
Artist | Acqua Fragile |
Album | Mass-Media Stars |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Clever, bright, ink smelling fellows | |
And those barking out loud in the air | |
The only ones who are oustanding | |
Who possess the political touch | |
Their official spell on music | |
Oiled up properly spreads all around | |
With a tacit understanding | |
Coming on though they get you to admire | |
Their amazing power, their fancy gala | |
Presenting you the « Mass Media Stars » | |
Well, according to their pamphlets | |
they've invented the « rock » an the « roll » | |
Behind stage at every concert | |
Their nobility enriches the show | |
Easy grasping, easy speaking | |
Ego tripper is stamped on their pass | |
Well, we couldn't say they're careless | |
But for sure they're responsible for | |
Depressing raves those hoot cool-aids | |
We owe light to the Mass Media Stars | |
We are the swinging guys stars of the mass media | |
Big bags and naughty lips we're freakish Lolitas | |
We knot to « rock'n'roll » much better than Elvis | |
Our tricks go back and forth | |
While shaking our pelvis | |
Their opinions and programming | |
Working us like cellophane traps | |
Christmas presents and wild week-ends | |
Get together the best running team | |
And their fine fine art of gossip | |
Is more important than who kicked the ball | |
But we must admit they play fair | |
'Cause their names are in print all the time | |
Spelled out so clear explode our ears. |
Clever, bright, ink smelling fellows | |
And those barking out loud in the air | |
The only ones who are oustanding | |
Who possess the political touch | |
Their official spell on music | |
Oiled up properly spreads all around | |
With a tacit understanding | |
Coming on though they get you to admire | |
Their amazing power, their fancy gala | |
Presenting you the nbsp Mass Media Stars nbsp | |
Well, according to their pamphlets | |
they' ve invented the nbsp rock nbsp an the nbsp roll nbsp | |
Behind stage at every concert | |
Their nobility enriches the show | |
Easy grasping, easy speaking | |
Ego tripper is stamped on their pass | |
Well, we couldn' t say they' re careless | |
But for sure they' re responsible for | |
Depressing raves those hoot coolaids | |
We owe light to the Mass Media Stars | |
We are the swinging guys stars of the mass media | |
Big bags and naughty lips we' re freakish Lolitas | |
We knot to nbsp rock' n' roll nbsp much better than Elvis | |
Our tricks go back and forth | |
While shaking our pelvis | |
Their opinions and programming | |
Working us like cellophane traps | |
Christmas presents and wild weekends | |
Get together the best running team | |
And their fine fine art of gossip | |
Is more important than who kicked the ball | |
But we must admit they play fair | |
' Cause their names are in print all the time | |
Spelled out so clear explode our ears. |
Clever, bright, ink smelling fellows | |
And those barking out loud in the air | |
The only ones who are oustanding | |
Who possess the political touch | |
Their official spell on music | |
Oiled up properly spreads all around | |
With a tacit understanding | |
Coming on though they get you to admire | |
Their amazing power, their fancy gala | |
Presenting you the nbsp Mass Media Stars nbsp | |
Well, according to their pamphlets | |
they' ve invented the nbsp rock nbsp an the nbsp roll nbsp | |
Behind stage at every concert | |
Their nobility enriches the show | |
Easy grasping, easy speaking | |
Ego tripper is stamped on their pass | |
Well, we couldn' t say they' re careless | |
But for sure they' re responsible for | |
Depressing raves those hoot coolaids | |
We owe light to the Mass Media Stars | |
We are the swinging guys stars of the mass media | |
Big bags and naughty lips we' re freakish Lolitas | |
We knot to nbsp rock' n' roll nbsp much better than Elvis | |
Our tricks go back and forth | |
While shaking our pelvis | |
Their opinions and programming | |
Working us like cellophane traps | |
Christmas presents and wild weekends | |
Get together the best running team | |
And their fine fine art of gossip | |
Is more important than who kicked the ball | |
But we must admit they play fair | |
' Cause their names are in print all the time | |
Spelled out so clear explode our ears. |