'Starfuckers, Inc.'
by Nine Inch Nails

my god sits in the back of the limousine
my god comes in a wrapper of cellophane
my god pouts on the cover of the magazine
my god's a shallow little bitch trying to make the scene

I have arrived and this time you should believe the hype
I listened to everyone now I know that everyone was right
I'll be there for you as long as it works for me
I play a game it's called insincerity

starfuckers
starfuckers
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starfuckers

I am every fucking thing and just a little more
I sold my soul but don't you dare call me a whore
and when I suck you off not a drop will go to waste
it's really not so bad you know once you get past the taste (asskisser)

starfuckers
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starfuckers

starfuckers
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starfuckers

all the pain
how did you think we'd get by without you?
you're so vain
I'll bet you think this song is about you
don't you?
don't you?
don't you?
don't you?
don't you?
don't you?
don't you?
don't you?
don't you? (starfuckers)
(starfuckers)
(starfuckers)
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starfuckers (starfuckers)
starfuckers (starfuckers)
(starfuckers)
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(starfuckers)
(starfuckers)
now I belong
i'm one of the chosen ones

(starfuckers)
now I belong
i'm one of the chosen ones

(starfuckers)
now I belong
i'm one of the chosen ones

(starfuckers incorporated)
(starfuckers)
now I belong
i'm one of the beautiful ones (starfuckers)
(starfuckers incorporated)

I have become

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Another song about superficial people who sleep with the rich and famous just because of who they are. Odds are it is done in order to make themselves feel better about who they are. Its also got to do with how much some people idolize stars and its silly.

People are people. Get over 'em.

-=The Prynce