Save The Drama For Broadway
This place is different you see,
Everyone is not like you and me.
We cannot compare,
We set them off like emergency flares.
We are tye-dye and they are stripes,
We bloom free why they aren't ripe.
I am not going to pretend,
This could be our end.
I can hear the church bells ringing,
Or could this could be our beginning?
Scream on the sidewalks for all the world to hear,
Stop and walk slowly, then run when others near.
Don't let them through this forbidden door,
Let them claw like lost kittens, mewing for more and more.
They always put on a play,
Acting like they are stars in L.A.
But we are the paparazzi, and our cameras, have they broken!
They are the slots, we are the tokens.
And that's when you say,
“Save the drama for Broadway.”
With our lives, they don't click,
We our styles, they don't stick.
We freefall, while they take precautions
The things we say make them nauseous.
I am not the jealous type,
With them, what's the hype?
I will not ask for an autograph,
In the girl who sits behind me in math.
I am not going to pretend,
This could be our end.
I can hear the church bells ringing,
Or could this could be our beginning?
Scream on the sidewalks for all the world to hear,
Stop and walk slowly, then run when others near.
Don't let them through this forbidden door,
Let them claw like lost kittens, mewing for more and more.
They always put on a play,
Acting like they are stars in L.A.
But we are the paparazzi, and our cameras, have they broken!
They are the slots, we are the tokens.
And that's when you say,
“Save the drama for Broadway.”
I go off the edge, while they wade in the waiting pool,
Over the hot styles I don't drool.
And I am through with all those who are fake,
Their plastic lies I will not take.
They cannot pretend,
This is their end.
I can hear the church bells ringing,
This is our beginning.
Scream on the sidewalks for all the world to hear,
Stop and walk slowly, then run when others near.
Don't let them through this forbidden door,
Let them claw like lost kittens, mewing for more and more.
They always put on a play,
Acting like they are stars in L.A.
But we are the paparazzi, and our cameras, have they broken!
They are the slots, we are the tokens.
And that's when you say,
“Save the drama for Broadway.”
Everyone is not like you and me.
We cannot compare,
We set them off like emergency flares.
We are tye-dye and they are stripes,
We bloom free why they aren't ripe.
I am not going to pretend,
This could be our end.
I can hear the church bells ringing,
Or could this could be our beginning?
Scream on the sidewalks for all the world to hear,
Stop and walk slowly, then run when others near.
Don't let them through this forbidden door,
Let them claw like lost kittens, mewing for more and more.
They always put on a play,
Acting like they are stars in L.A.
But we are the paparazzi, and our cameras, have they broken!
They are the slots, we are the tokens.
And that's when you say,
“Save the drama for Broadway.”
With our lives, they don't click,
We our styles, they don't stick.
We freefall, while they take precautions
The things we say make them nauseous.
I am not the jealous type,
With them, what's the hype?
I will not ask for an autograph,
In the girl who sits behind me in math.
I am not going to pretend,
This could be our end.
I can hear the church bells ringing,
Or could this could be our beginning?
Scream on the sidewalks for all the world to hear,
Stop and walk slowly, then run when others near.
Don't let them through this forbidden door,
Let them claw like lost kittens, mewing for more and more.
They always put on a play,
Acting like they are stars in L.A.
But we are the paparazzi, and our cameras, have they broken!
They are the slots, we are the tokens.
And that's when you say,
“Save the drama for Broadway.”
I go off the edge, while they wade in the waiting pool,
Over the hot styles I don't drool.
And I am through with all those who are fake,
Their plastic lies I will not take.
They cannot pretend,
This is their end.
I can hear the church bells ringing,
This is our beginning.
Scream on the sidewalks for all the world to hear,
Stop and walk slowly, then run when others near.
Don't let them through this forbidden door,
Let them claw like lost kittens, mewing for more and more.
They always put on a play,
Acting like they are stars in L.A.
But we are the paparazzi, and our cameras, have they broken!
They are the slots, we are the tokens.
And that's when you say,
“Save the drama for Broadway.”