Crawling out en masse, they gather Turkey flop platoons, will scatter Drag-queen ninjas dance, pirouetting Always 'scene' and never heard, these core eyesores What have we learned, in seventeen years Of glam-rock in the grave? That history repeats itself again And right on cue, Pavlov's dogs will dance "Like dude, this band just sucked until they broke it down!" Its coming yet again, I think I feel it, its coming right now, dance you fashion fuckers! Brie Brie Brie! (It's a fucking good cheese!) You gotta love it! Always posing, my space whoring Mascara and sleeve tattoo Narcissists in 'youth small' clothing Next Nirvana, where are you?