Who cares if you have talent?
Take off your clothes to be a superstar
Friends and family ride your coattails
Who's there to say you have gone too far?
Do you have more than flesh to sell?
Victim or a culprit
Or somewhere in between
Either way you're running
In the race to obscene
Simulated copulation
With lyrics calculated to inflame
Adored by your teenage fans
It's obvious that you have no shame
Do you have more than flesh to sell?
Victim or a culprit
Or somewhere in between
Either way you're running
In the race to obscene
Experienced or naive
You hunger to be seen
Another willing player
In the race to obscene

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