You're the next local superstar.    Take a bow if you get this far.   Nothing's real baby make a move.   Some expected groove.   Prove it to the world   Now drink and be real   This is the last time   Hard to conceal the flavor of strychnine.   Whenever you steal you make it the right line   You're the next disappointing boom   Burning out in the same black room   Nothing's real if you read the news   If you bled the blues   Prove it to the world   Now drink and be real   This is the last time   Hard to conceal the flavor of strychnine   Whenever you steal you make it the right line   Rolling with some friends of mine.   Her love is an amphetamine.