Story Behind The Song

character consumed by their own ego, selling out for a minute of limelight, grasping at the last scraps of their career

Song Description

Uptempo energetic powerpop song about someone desperate to sell themselves for fame

Lyrics

got inside the tube but your head's so big it won't fit on the screen
got to be so coarse but you look so fine when you slip on the stream
gonna tear the cinema to shreds and smash all the billboards down
cue the laugh track up to eleven and shake your money around

there's no scene here
and you fall to the cutting floor
there's no scene here
and i wonder what they'll do with your character

got the canned applause and your own showtunes to make your reel real
got the ads with provocative pitch and your low class sex appeal
hit the market hard while the ink's still wet on your dirty deal
you could be a summer sensation when your starstruck servants kneel

all those nights in front of the camera
with your radioactive smile
now your quarter an hour is over
and you're running out of hot shot style