Lyrics: U.S. Bombs. Put Strength In The Final Blow. Academy.

A nowhere nobel actor is on the shelf
No one catches on so full of his own wealth
He made his grave
When he came to tinsel town
Bathed himself all week
Emergency speech

A star is torn on a paper screen
The legend robbed diggin' for the green
Get yourself remade
You better change your name
Your waiting tables for the academy

Talkin' to myself down on market street
Funny I was the only one listening
The parasites that come to tinsel town
If you ain't suckin' up
your just a bum downtown

Your waiting tables
The Academy