Super Boy Words and Music by Glen Burtnik Vocals by Glen Burtnik Hyperactive demographic This year's favorite son Silver stainless steel reflects The monster he's become Condescending gender bending Target market dead Autotuned and pixelated Image consciousness He's on the airwaves He's everywhere Super boy Everybody's idol No one can deny you are Super boy How's it's gonna feel The day they come to steal the sun? Twice the comet they projected Lighting up the night Twice as fast disintegrating Burning out of sight He's off the radar He's gone nowhere Super boy Merchandising icon No one can deny you are Super boy Sugar coated trinket How'd you ever sink that far? Says the ink on his skin he's "Bad for good in Hollywood" Consolation prize There was a time I was one Super boy Everybody's punch line No one can deny you are Super boy How's it's gonna feel The day they come to steal the sun Super boy Super boy Once you were t

Welcome to Hollywood Words and Music by Glen Burtnik Vocals by Glen Burtnik Walk right in the clinic has arranged to see you first Hear the doctors make the game show come off unrehearsed The coyotes howl From the Tarzah hills Underneath the mocha   sky Jesus was as tall as me Now he's in the mall on Melrose Welcome to Hollywood If the clouds of grey and brown Cancel out the sun We'll fire up the tanning beds And color every one And the airbrushed girls Melt like credit cards And the sunburned cops and guards And Elvis came alive again Now we're killing time on Sunset Welcome to Hollywood Hypodermic beeper babies working off the phone Never beens and tired icons sealed off in their home Juist wanna be alone And the sign above Shadows everything And the snake crawls down below The stars are falling down tonight The circus is in town forever They're burning down the hills tonight The world is falling in the ocean Oh! Welcome to Hollywood Welcome to Hollywood Oh! Welcome t

Another  Words and Music by Glen Burtnik Vocals by Glen Burtnik Just like a jaguar sun You pull me down Like panther wind You twist me around You own me hard and fast I can't keep time The guns in your eyes They level at mine In another life Would we dance again? Would we be here now and still be friends? This electric fire Would you recognize? Would I see your eyes in someone? When you look into the sky Did you buy an apparition in the night Before they fade I catch the light In another lifetime I'm drifting off the shore You pull me in The locus blooms but it's wearing thin Whoa In another life Would I speak your name? Would there be a prayer we'd meet again? In a world of glass we could hide behind Would I find you there in someone? I wanna fly into the sky I wanna fall 'til my body starts to cry Somewhere beyond the words could find In another lifetime Would you cry? Would you try? If I died in the middle of the night Would you be on the other side? Would you be

Bam Words and Music by Glen Burtnik Vocals by Glen Burtnik You scratched and clawed your way until you rose to this You screwed the powerful and finished with a kiss Walking among the giants Those measly weasels who would treat you like you're ass was divine An endless cavalcade a egocentric clowns Each with their secret wish to kick you when your down But you worked the best agenda You put the pen to paper waitin' for the fireworks to fly And then Bam! You're everywhere From the New York Times to Vanity Fair It's a scam You better kiss the ring Takin' everyone, takin' everything Cuz you can Cos you copped a groove And everybody's waitin' on your every move You're the man With a trophy gal And you're sitting on top of the goddamn world You think it's funny squeezing money into fame You're shaking hands; you're kicking ass; you're playing games They'll want the TV movie You'll sell the rights, make sure the story paints you

Kiss Your Ass Goodbye Words and Music by Glen Burtnik Vocals by Glen Burtnik Here we go again Hands making circles That you can’t turn back again Sky turning purple At the funeral of a friend Who wasn’t ready for the ending yet He made a giant mess Sloppy disaster And he left it for the rest To clean up after Now the lawyers do their best To try to divvy up What’s ever left Oh yeah In the ending you can bet Everyone's a loser Kiss your ass good-bye Boy you’re out of time You didn’t choose life It’s just your luck You got your turn now Give it up and Kiss your ass good-bye What’s left to say When it’s over everyone but you remains Little children will Still go out and play Just like it’s any other sunny day In the ending you can bet Everyone feels cheated Kiss your ass good-bye Dude you’re past your prime First you loose your looks Then you loose your luck Take the hit Pony up and Kiss your ass good-bye Everybody gets to go around one time After that baby gonna go bye-bye Everybody

Heart in 3 Words and Music by Glen Burtnik Vocals by Glen Burtnik Like a game of cat and mouse One pursues the other tries to hide There's a paw pushed in the knothole Grabbing at the occupants inside But it's all right I don't mind I can take my time Cause I could break your heart in three And I could shake you from your tree One could be the artist Just about the paint a masterpiece One could be the subject Slashing at the canvass in her sleep But we'll get through No matter what you do I can wait for you Cuz I could break your heart in three And I could wake you from your dream Is it hard to find? Is it just you're mine? Maybe you think that there is an apple you're bringing to the party Then can you believe I'm a 24/7/365 slave waiting on ya You're putting the whip upon the back of of the king You kiss the ring and then you pull down the shade and you unsheathe the blade You seize the moment thinking how you're cutting me But don't act too qu

Roses  Words and Music by Glen Burtnik Vocals by Glen Burtnik I got this job up at the mill But somehow I can't cover all these bills No matter how I try So now my baby's working too So we can pay the rent that's overdue And maybe we'll get by But when she gets back home tonight I'll find her some good way to make her feel all right Roses for the working girl Oh oh my baby, she's in the working world She says she really doesn't mind She's got to put in a little overtime She knows that we'll survive But still I wish that I could see Why I can't earn enough to make ends meet To keep this thing alive But I'm ready with this red bouquet And I'm hoping it can tell her more than I could ever say Roses for the working girl Oh oh my baby, she's in the working world Roses for the working girl Oh oh my baby, she's a working girl She's a working girl Oh, when she gets back home tonight I've got her some good way to make her feel all

Cry  Words and Music by Glen Burtnik Vocals by Glen Burtnik Jagged glass in your window pane Shatter dreams ain't shelter from the rain And it's a cold wind that you feel You say it ain't shit for you And what comes out come up again too But talking tough don't make it real Baby, cry, you can't hold back forever Cause it is time you let you tears come through Baby, cry, if crying makes it better Then, baby, cry the way I once cried for you Waking up with your pillow streaked in misery The words that you can't speak Your crying can set them free I don't know what you think you need But don't we both know what it's like to bleed Just break apart these walls of stone Baby, cry Waking up with your pillow streaked in misery (oh) The words that you can't speak Your crying can set them free Now I don't know what you think you need But don't we both know what it's like to bleed Just break apart these walls of stone And baby, cry, you can'

When the Shit Hits the Fan Words and Music by Glen Burtnik Vocals by Glen Burtnik Superboy done lost his way Superman can't walk Wonder Woman gone gray It's a grave new world Hollywood spun the runaway Better not come today Put the gun away Drink and drive The way you planned it Try and drive But you can't understand it One lucky bastard makes out like a bandit While another poor sucker gets the sandwich handed to him The world screened him And you know you know you know The bandit's done, sue him Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, yeah Whatcha gonna do? When the shit hits the fan Will you play like a victim? When the shit hits the fan Will you drink it like a man? When the shit hits the fan You gonna blame it on the system When the shit hits the fan Will you face it like I can? When the blood of your bro Comes to you for advice Will you stand as an exampl e to start your thing twice Will you spit out the truth if it cuts like a knife Or will you hide the sec

Spiritual War Words and Music by Glen Burtnik Vocals by Glen Burtnik King of the sky and Lord of the underground in a spiritual war between the hell bent and heaven bound Atoms fuse like spikes and anchors and divide into tribes when the spirits collide run to the light

Flash Before Your Eyes Words and Music by Glen Burtnik Vocals by Glen Burtnik Walk right in, the Master has arranged to see you first Welcome to Hollywood Here the spirits make the ending come up unrehearsed  (Kiss your ass goodbye) W elcome to Hollywood Walk right in, the master has arranged to see you first (Kiss your ass goodbye) (In another life would I find you then? Would there be a prayer we'd meet again?) Welcome to Hollywood Here the spirits make the ending come up unrehearsed  (Kiss your ass goodbye) (Cry, you can't hold back forever. In a world of glass we could hide behind, would I find you there in someone?) (Bam! You're everywhere from Rolling Stone to Vanity Fair. It's a scam. You let them kiss the ring, taking everyone taking everything) (Roses for the working girl) Welcome to Hollywood (Kiss your ass goodbye)

All That's Yet to Come Words and Music by Glen Burtnik Vocals by Glen Burtnik I can see the mountains I've had to climb And where I've started from But I can't help wondering what I'll find In all that's yet to come 'Cause the sun comes up and the days go past No matter where I run But I still can't see how the die is cast In all that's yet to come And I've studied poets and followed dreams Making a way down the road But the trail stretches out to eternity And there's no telling where it will go So I pray each day for my daily bread So many miles from home And then trying to prophesy what comes next As if I'll ever know But if I could see what was up ahead Before my time is done Would I have the wisdom to wait instead Through all that's yet to come And I've gotten high and I've laid down low Looking for holes in the wall And it reaches farther than I can go And maybe to nowhere at all And so if a wish ever came my way If I was

The Muse Words and Music by Glen Burtnik Vocals by Glen Burtnik Follow the muse To the end of your days Dance like a flame In between the drops of rain Paint what you dream Sing from your heart Follow the Muse Wake up kid Shake it up kid Take a look at your life and crank it up kid Today's the day, someday you'll look back on And you can make it or break it Make it burn out Make it turn out Make it about the battles you've won Not what you would've, should've, could've done Shine, cause it's your time You've found your inspiration Follow the muse To the end of your days Dance like a flame In between the drops of rain Paint what you dream Sing from your heart Follow the muse There's lightning high It's right behind Where others cannot see Catch a fistful of destiny And set free your destiny Follow the muse In the end, all that's left Is graves and wreaths and love that's best You ran the race and that you did your best You passed the test