Car Crash For A Soul

<br>Skilled, professional teams have created,<br>In magnificent sweatshops,<br>This gold-plated plastic gangster<br>With a car crash for a soul<br>Keep the motor running<br>Let the good times roll<br>On over the precipice<br>My life came flat-packed<br>Inside, it`s falling to pieces<br>But the surface remains intact<br>At the drive-in with a car crash for a soul<br>You call this a party?<br>It feels like a funeral<br><br>And we thought we`d died alone<br>These braindead functions never felt like fun<br>And now`s the time for us to say,<br>&quot;If we`re gonna crash, they`re gonna pay&quot;<br>Yeah, yeah<br><br>Tonight we shine so bright<br>Tonight we kill the light<br>Our star is rising<br>Yours is falling<br><br>Shopping`s just like sex in pornos:<br>Urgent and joyless<br>&quot;I`m so modern everything is pointless&quot;<br>With this smashed-up, burned out car crash for a soul<br>There`s no big &quot;FUCK YOU&quot;<br>We just lost all self-control<br><br>And we thought we`d died alone<br>These branded boxes never felt like home<br>And now`s the time for us to say,<br>&quot;If they`re gonna screw these corpses, they`re gonna pay&quot;<br>Yeah, yeah<br><br>Tonight we shine so bright<br>Tonight we kill the light<br>Our star is rising<br>Yours is falling