Rise and Fall of Ooo Man

Future star, red guitar You're gonna go far if you find a right producer The world's your toy, super boy The girls all faint and you start a new religion Four-star media whore Back door encounters with Madonna Sales fall, lose it all The crowd moves on and you can't afford a limo Pout and cry, fake suicide Then write a book about a past addiction Tombstone, all you own Twenty years and no one will remember