Dreaming Of Injured Popstars Testo

Lisa from steps, she's the one with the dark haircurled up in a ball at the bottom of the stairs
with the blood congealing all down her sleeve
i think she severed an artery
Jon Michael-Jarre is tied upside-down
if he pissed himself he'll probably drown
got his head in a hole and his legs in the air
and no-one cares
I saw it all happen i was there all the time
but it wasn't me
i can watch it in slow-mo but i cannot ever move
because it's just a dream
Fuck me, it's Celine Dion
strung up in the forest with nothing on
quick! Climb the tree there's a noose around her throat
get it off, or she'll never sing another note
Cliff Richard is nailed to a cross
with Lou Reed's head stuck up his arse
and Estefan crying on the livingroom floor
but she isn't really injured at all
Hey look! A shadowy figure
running away from the scene
and in my sleep i made a villain
to wipe out the music scene
can't stop dreaming of injured popstars
get them out of my head somehow
one by one the popstars get cut down
Cher is there with battery acid in her hair
and Bob Dylan has a fork stuck up his nose
all around wales the bands are on fire
as the flames lick higher they run from their homes
it only took one match to burn down Kelly Jones
And it's Michael Gambon! It's Michael Gambon!
I saw his face
cleaning all the shit-pop from the human race