You say you've been abused And I know that you're confused But you know that don't excuse you, Superstar I'm not saying you should keep schtum But all this howling at the moon It's a jester's token gesture It's a joke that's gone too far Still your entourage is laughing 'Cause they're mode to, 'Cause they're paid to, Superstar You claim my words degrade you I waylaid and then betrayed you I even hear you threatening to resign But how can I respect you? For if I ever met you That meeting was a fleeting blip in time Now it's hello Motorolla And goodbye rock and roller 'Cause there's bourbon in the cola, Superstar Now Sirius is rising Against a bloody red horizon And the morning star s hiding In deference to Mars It's no time for compromising With the madness they're devising 'Cause the dog days rays are deadly As befits a rabid star It's a season without meaning It's deceiving and you're dreaming 'Cause you're not the voice of reason, Superstar With your death metal laugh And your cobwebbed lace shoes And your mouldy old taste in bad rhythm and Blues And your cancer cell phone And your yesterdays news You're the unwilling king Of the unwilling crew Still they walk some way behind you 'Cause they're hollow, And they follow, Superstar