If they could see you now   They would surely bow   In the honor of your presence dear   You’ve come far      The cameras blind your eye   Here’s the big surprise:   Flash never lasts   You gotta pay your way back in      Who you are, what you say   You’re just a boy who’s afraid of the dark   What you’ve got means shit to me   I’m not impressed by the dress and the sex that   You bought      Bright city lights   And big city nights   Here the hand that feeds you bites you dear    Fear not now      Bless your troubled soul   But there’s hope for all   For a bag of cash you can always    Turn your prophits in