The dope show
The drugs they say
Make us feel so hollow
We love in vain
Narcissistic and so shallow
The cops and queers
To swim you have to swallow
Hate today
No love for tomorrow
We're all stars now in the dope show
We're all stars now in the dope show
There's lots of pretty, pretty ones
Who want to get you high
But all the pretty, pretty ones
Will leave you low
And blow your mind
We're all stars now in the dope show
We're all stars now in the dope show
They love you when you're on all the covers
When you're not then they love another
They love you when you're on all the covers
When you're not then they love another
The drugs they say
Are made in california
We love your face
We'd really like to sell you
The cops and queers
Make good-looking models
I hate today
Who will I wake up with tomorrow?
There's lots of pretty, pretty ones
Who want to get you high
But all the pretty, pretty ones
Will leave you low
And blow your mind
They love you when you're on all the covers
When you're not then they love another
They love you when you're on all the covers
When you're not then they love another
There's lots of pretty, pretty ones
Who want to get you high
But all the pretty, pretty ones
Will leave you low
And blow your mind
They'll blow your mind
We're all stars now in the dope show
We're all stars now in the dope show
Dicen que las drogas
Nos hacen sentir muy vacíos
Amamos en vano
Narcisistas y muy frívolos
Los policías y los gays
Para nadar has de tragar
Odio hoy
No hay amor para mañana
Todos somos estrellas
En el show de las drogas
Hay muchas preciosas, preciosas
Que quieren colocarte
Pero todas las preciosas, preciosas
Te deprimen
Y destrozan tu mente
Todos somos estrellas
En el show de las drogas
Te quieren cuándo estás en todas
Las portadas
Cuándo no, quieren a otro
Dicen que las drogas
Se hacen en california
Nos gusta tu cara
Realmente nos gustaría venderte
Los polic-as y los gays
Son atractivos modelos
Odio hoy
Con quien me levantaré mañana?
Hay muchas preciosas, preciosas
Que quieren colocarte
Pero todas las preciosas, preciosas
Te deprimen
Y destrozan tu mente
Te quieren cuándo estás en todas
Las portadas
Cuándo no, quieren a otro