If I got shot
I bet the press would pick it up
You`d like me all a lot
If I got beat
When camera`s rolled you`d see me lying bloody in the street
If a crazy stalker stabbed me or if down the stairs I fell
My room would fill with flowers,
And with cards to wish me well.
And I`d be your happy hero `cause you`d heard my catchy song
And after being ripped apart, I could do no harm.
I know that I`ve done nothing that a coward wouldn`t do
But even I might see things different, after listening to you
I`d be so hot, yeah,
For the sale-price of a press release
Success can still be bought
I`d sit so tall
They`d pluck me in a wheelchair and they`d push me down the hall
I`d play a song for dying kids, your eyes would start to tear
That would be the ticket, to bolster my career
And I`d be your happy hero and I`d sell another song
And after viewing my big heart, you`d have me going strong
I`d play a gentle lover in a movie for T.V.
So I deserve your pity, when my wife divorces me
If someone told, no,
Accused of fucking teen-aged boys and beating others cold
You`d side with me!
And enough of your would doubt it, which would likely set me free
You`d say I didn`t do it and that anyone could tell,
`cause he`s smooth and smart and pretty
And he reads his lines so well
And to be your happy hero
I`d just sing another verse
The more I sing,
The more you would relieve me from my curse
Release me from your consciousness
As I bring down the floor
Selling Pepsi from the stage,
You yell and scream for more
More, more damnit! More!
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