If you want to be free Then I want you to be You're not mine anymore You're public property
You're a slave to these people who Don't even know you You think they adore you They do Then they throw you away
Give the people what they want You've got to give the people what they want Got to give the people what they want Rock star
You can shine all alone But you still need your friends To remind you you're nothing Unless you're plugged in
Cause baby the truth is You need their approval To tell you you're cool Hey, but look how you pay for it
Give The people what they want You've got to give the people what they want Got to give the people what they want Rock star Rock star Rock star
Oh, is that what you are? There must be thousands of you
So your time is encroached now Your image is dumbed down You're full of it now What about when it runs out Maybe you'll come back Yeah, maybe I'll be here You're already gone So just go Cause they're waiting for you Yeah, you You've got to give the people what they want Got to give the people what they Want Oh, is that what you are
Compositor: Benjamin Scott Folds (Folds Ben) ECAD: Obra #5926485