Tekster: Lower Class Brats. The Plot Sickens. Glam Bastard.

I'm in a bubble-gum town on a Saturday night
I'm a super-yob standing in a rosy-red light
Baby you're looking so nice tonight
So lovely, Oh so neat
Right from your tiger lights
Down to your tiger feet-feet

Go,Go,Go,Go Glam Bastard
Go,Go,Go,Go Glam Bastard

Baby your glitter paint's so absurd
Maybe someday you'll dance on 43rd
But your teenage rampage, I overheard
was gone 20 years ago
You're looking so tired
So used and so old

Go,Go,Go,Go Glam Bastard
Go,Go,Go,Go Glam Bastard

Star-Studded-Sham
Gold-Plated-Cheap
Diamond-Studded-fake

Star-Studded-Sham
Gold-Plated-Cheap
Diamond-Studded-fake


Sham-Cheap-Fake
Sham-Cheap-Fake

Go,Go,Go,Go Glam Bastard
Go,Go,Go,Go Glam Bastard
Go,Go,Go,Go Glam Bastard
Go,Go,Go,Go Glam Bastard
Go,Go,Go,Go Glam Bastard
Go,Go,Go,Go Glam Bastard
Go,Go...