My words are a whisper, your deafness a shout.
Too many heroes stepping on too many toes, too many yes-men nodding when they really mean no.
She's a nice girl, but her bad girl's better.
Did you ever get the feeling that the story's too damn real?
Hold your head up to the gun of a million cathode ray tubes aired at your tiny skull.
Jump up, look around, find yourself some fun. No sense in sitting there hating everyone.