She's so fake dressed like a photograph   And echoes of her put on laugh   They ring around the room      Sees the bands who have nice names to say   It's not bout music anyway   It's being in the crowd      Does anything when prompted   If it makes her rock n roll   Jump off a cliff, if sir bob did   She's a jumped up loner girl      Hangs round bars to be seen in the place   So the locals recognise her face   When she's out there with her 'friends'      Drinks and smokes cause all the bands they do   She'll do anything they tell her to   Until they leave her in the cold      Does anything when prompted   If it makes her rock n roll   Jump off a cliff, if sir bob did   She's a jumped up loner girl