[«To me, the word ‘teenager’ implies a weak, non-interested uncooperative kid who soon will get over his disease of youth.»]
Don’t wanna stand out from the crowd I see around me everyday
Why should I make a choice when it’s already made for me?
Don’t really care what’s going on with the world I see outside
I’m just caught up in the the movie running here from 9-5
CHORUS:
I wear the clothes, I cut my hair
It’s in style, so I don’t care
I wanna be whoever you are
Mall culture superstar
I live in a world created just for me
Constructed carefully by faces no one will ever see
My every move was planned many months before I came
Into this artificial world where we are one and the same
CHORUS 2:
With a bullet I’m Number One