(J. Davis)

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