PLASTIC PROGIDY

Wrap me in plastic,

put me on display

Tell me what to wear and tell me what to say

Fresh on the market,

ready for the stage Selling out the venue at a tender age

Gloss on the lips,

blush on the skin

Let the high-stakes auction begin

Sign on the line,

trade away the name

Anything it takes to win the game

Young exploit, put it on the grid

Look at all the damage that the label did Package up the

youth, sell it by the pound Spin the little record 'til it

hits the ground

Smile for the camera,

don't you dare cry We only want the polish,

never ask why Burn out early,

throw away the key Another manufactured prodigy

Young exploit, put it on the grid

Look at all the damage that the label did Package up the

youth, sell it by the pound Spin the little record 'til it

hits the ground

Clock is ticking, time is running out

Drown out the noise,

drown out the doubt

Replace the product when the shine gets dim Drowning in the middle

of a golden swim