Frankenstar Lyrics - How You Sell Soul To A Soulless People Who Sold Their Soul? - Public Enemy

We the fans 

Hopin they would be open 

Tinted glass 

Behind that tinted glass 

Crowd waiting in limbo 

Is that the limo? 

But he dont give a damn 

She dont give a damn 

Just buy their product 

Cause they a by product of a marketing plan 

Can i just get an autograph? 

Im fanatic number 2 million 

Sign it to my mama 

So she can cut the drama 

Bought in a store in nicaragua 

But you ignore the poor 

Cant even get to your door 

Frankenstar 

You dont even know who the hell you are 

I dont give a damn about your car 

Frankenstar 

Frankenstar 

Frankenstar 

You dont even know who the hell you are 

We dont give a damn about your crib 

Only give a damn about what you did 

Frankenstar 

Frankenstar 

Frankenstar 

Can i get a ride on that music 

Can i get a look on that movie 

All you gotta do is groove me 

Security aint got to shoot me 

How a fan get get close to you 

What do you think im supposed to do? 

Shit by the way i bought a poster too 

I didnt take it back 

Cause the show was whack 

Bought a hundred dollar ticket 

Told us where we could stick it 

Frankenstar 

Let us fans know 

That you gonna do a 10 minute show 

Hooooooo 

Hoooooooo 

Frankenstar 

You dont even know who the hell you are 

I dont give a damn about your car 

Frankenstar 

Frankenstar 

Frankenstar 

You dont even know who the hell you are 

We dont give a damn about your crib 

Only give a damn about what you did 

Frankenstar 

Frankenstar 

Frankenstar 

Now you say you from the hood 

Paid and laid 

And now you think you gonna get sprayed 

I see you grinnin at them humble beginnings 

Fame just is like water to a gremlin 

Fame is fake and it fades 

Millinnum stars can be like grenades 

Blowin up thinking we all got it made 

In a mtv cribs 

To fool them kids 

The new monster mash 

See em all dance for cash 

Saw ya wit a new lawyer 

So you 

Better stash 

But the vip section got your attention 

And you cannot see that far past 

Wrong inspiration 

For a young nation 

When you dismiss education 

And your living rooms a playstation 

Do your thing, not the thing do you 

Dont fame gotta hold on you