All

we

are

is

en-

ter-

tain-

ment

Caught

up

in

our

own

de-

range-

ment

Tell

us

what

to

say

and

what

to

do

All

we

are

are

pret-

ty

fa-

ces

Pic-

ture

per-

fect

bot-

tled

rage

Pack-

aged

synth-

e-

sized

ver-

sions

of

you

We'Â’ve

all

made

pet-

ty

for-

tunes

but

we

canÂ’t

af-

ford

a

life

Con-

fined

to

pull-

out

quotes

and

ho-

tel

rooms

They

all

scream

Ca-

li-

for-

nia

and

itÂ’s

top-

pel-

ing

em-

pire

But

can't

you

see

the

end

is

com-

ing

soon

Hey!

Come

one,

come

all

the

new

sen-

sa-

tion

Gua-

ran-

tees

then

ob-

li-

ga-

tions

Spot-

lights

fol-

low

eve-

ry

sin-

gl-

e

move

Bas-

king

here

on

ten

foot

sta-

ges

Pou-

ty

lips

and

oh

so

ja-

ded

All

as

if

we

have

some-

thing

to

prove

Des-

pite

these

pet-

ty

for-

tunes

we

still

can't

af-

ford

a

life

Con-

fined

to

pull-

out

quotes

and

ho-

tel

rooms

They

all

scream

Ca-

li-

for-

nia

and

its

top-

pel-

ing

em-

pire

But

can't

you

see

the

end

is

here

And

if

we

cared

at

all

a-

bout

this

un-

known

plight

Then

we'd

do

some-

thing

mo-

re

to

final-

ly

ma-

ke

this

right

This

on-

ly

en-

ter-

tain-

ment?

Pull

the

curt-

ains,

pla-

ces

please

We've

learned

to

sing

and

dance

and

cry

on

cue

But

this

is

mo-

re

than

en-

ter-

tain-

ment

In

a

world

so

sick

with

pain

This

is

the

on-

ly

thing

that's

real

or

true

We've

all

made

pet-

ty

for-

tunes

but

we

can't

af-

ford

a

life

Con-

fined

to

pull-

out

quotes

and

ho-

tel

rooms

They

all

scream

blood-

y

mur-

der

o-

ver

graves

al-

rea-

dy

dug

But

can't

you

see

the

end