Here come the tedious messengers
And the cynical scenesters
The money-eyed predators with bankrolled dress codes
And matching socks
And gratuitous swearing
That makes you feel young even though you're getting older
You takes drugs on the weekend
With dubious creditors
The cultural arbiters with ham-fisted metaphors
Who are you?
And what do you stand for?
Who are you?
And what do you stand for?
They say I'm not interested by the way
Just want to flex my irrelevance
Make sure you write a song about this it'll look good in the PR
No-one'll buy it
But it will make you a star
Yeah, no-one will buy it
Who are you?
And what do you stand for?
Who are you?
And what do you stand for?
It's all overpriced sportswear
Bumbags and cocaine
My political retweets
To keep my conscience okay
I'm a lover of all things new
I'm highly susceptible
I'll pick up where you left off
And hang backstage at festivals
Hey, maybe when you get famous
You'll move to L.A
With a supermodel girlfriend and all these other clichés
And you can drink it all in
Leave the bitterness behind
That's just to the losers
The sad acts, accessed denied
And once you're in you can stay in
Warm under the sheets
With hot yoga and pot plants, and a dress code full of feats
Blah Blah's??? a creative genius you know, he's highly reactive
And he's done something with social media that's completely cross generational
And who are you?
And what do you stand for?
Who are you?
And what do you stand for?
What do you stand for?
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