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Teen Heat lyrics
I wanna tell you about the Fifth Horseman of the Apocalypse.
C mon and watch him spread his legs and birth another diva.
Prommageddon pit, smash hit. Prommageddon, chart topper.
Your song is gold like the color of piss [x2]
The Fifth Horseman stuffs the radio (oh oh oh..oh oh)
with singles until it s sick to it s stomach. (oh oh oh..oh oh)
He scouts the dumpsters for a cobweb guitar
to polish into a superstar,
finds the gurgle of a skeleton without love,
turns it into a commercial.
Prommageddon pit, smash hit. Prommageddon, chart topper.
Your song is gold like the color of piss [x2]
He shaves his sideburns into dollar signs,
he mingles with the band,
his mustache made of vines.
A hot tub stuffed with gorgeous ass? (We want it!)
Bronzed lips? Mouth full of cash? (We need it!)
A sizzling tan? Life of the party? (We want it!)
A full-length mirror for every inch of your body? (We need it!)
And when he steals your teen heat
it sounds a lot like...
So store your songs here in the Prommageddon pit
because the kids are spoiled rich
and they don t know shit from shit.
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