Auteurs Bailed Out
Your star is descending Round here blindly Tell your dancing daughter That there's no room on the wing We can bitch but it ain't tinsel town Hey! Starchild Can't dance Left out on a useless limb This party will start To drag you down Slap your face And pull your hair Bailed out, bailed out Bailed out, this skin is shed Bailed out, bailed out Bailed out, this thing is dead I was in traction started off smiling Couldn't help laughing I was astounded when They caught you unaware And some missionary said That this week we've got to shoot All the dancing girls And then replace them With satellites instead Bailed out, bailed out Bailed out, this skin is shed Bailed out, bailed out Bailed out, this thing is dead Like to see something change Around here, around there
