Superstars and fancy cars, the glitter, glitz and glam
Fashion czars, new body parts the pill some feed their fans
Movies flash and voices clash each fighting for your Jack
Their promise fails to satisfy, they stab you in the back
What are we singing for?
Why do you think we are hanging here?
Come a little closer, I'll make it crystal clear

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It's not for the money and not for the show
We're singing this song so everybody knows
It's not for the money and not for the fame
Jesus is the reason that we even came

Spiderman and Mr. T, the great, the big, the bang
New diet pills, old fairy tales, it all goes against the grain
Some looking here, most looking there, all trying to escape
The emptiness and lack of trust, and questions of their fate
What are we singing for?
So why do you think we are hanging here?
Come a little closer, I'll make it crystal clear

Chorus