D Lister Lyrics

Round and round the world they go They’re looking for some boys and girls They’re going to make you House you, feed you, re-create you Doesn’t matter if you can’t sing You’re going to be the latest thing Your dance routines Get copied by the nation’s pre-teens Don’t worry you’ve got nothing to say Another cover version is on its way You’re in the morning papers – what can you do? You’re on the radio – what can you do? You’re on the television – what can you do? It’s a mystery to me Another round of failed auditions Desperate for recognition You’re getting nowhere The scrap-heap’s getting ever closer Nothing reeks like failed ambition Get to grips with your frustration The London scene A place where you can see and be seen Hitch a ride with a rising star It’s the only way that you’ll get far There’s a fly upon your wall Watching you to show us all A life that’s real What you think and how you feel Enjoy it now it won’t last long Your fifteen minutes have come and gone The emptiness Sit back – enjoy the loneliness No one seems to care at all Now you’re not famous anymore You were in the morning papers – what could you do? You were on the radio – what could you do? You were on the television – what could you do? It was a mystery to me