Lyrics

In a gasp of frustration you cry, cry, cry
With unrewarded efforts you try, try, try
And the media darling enjoys her fifteen minutes of fame.

For an attentive audience you bank all your hopes
In the faith that your message is something they?d want to know
And the all-star athlete is interviewed about his last game.

ARE YOU WAITING FOR ACCEPTANCE?
ARE YOU CRAVING MORE ATTENTION?
ARE YOU PRAYING FOR PERFECTION?
ARE YOU READY FOR REJECTION?

The anonymous geniuses ask why, why, why
In a grave state of obscurity they die, die, die
And long live the morons whose only goal is to propagate.