Hey baby, you’ve hit me again one more time
You said bye, bye, bye, bye, bye, goodbye
Well, I don’t wanna be with you tonight, forever
Do you understand my monologue
These are the words of the popstars
These are the words of the unsophisticated money machines
For the killers of rock and roll
Hey digital, you’re nothing but a bitch on strings
You’ll be back milking cows before you cash the cheque
I’ll just wait around till you fade away like the rest
Like the best of the best
Do you understand my monologue
These are the words of the popstars
These are the words of the unsophisticated money machines
For the killers of rock and roll
Do you understand my monologue
These are the words of the popstars
These are the words of the…
These are the words of the popstars
These are the words of the unsophisticated money machines
For the killers of rock and roll
