Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Vincent Joseph DiCarlo
Vincent Joseph DiCarlo
Songwriter

Lyrics

Heroes get dismembered
Legends die too young
Make way for the new pretension
That finally overtook the outdated one
There are no rhinestone cowboys
There is no Man in Black
There is no King of Rock and roll
They were escorted
Through the door out the back
If you wanna be a pop star
You gotta play a 20, 000 dollar synthesizer
If you wanna drink champagne where the cameras are
You gotta lay your soul at the alter
Of the East Side Princess of Neon
I saw a golden kingdom
I saw a country queen
She was angel with a voice like a demon
And she was looking for a new song to sing
If you wanna be a pop star
You gotta play a 20, 000 dollar synthesizer
If you wanna drink champagne where the cameras are
You gotta lay your soul at the alter
Of the East Side Princess of Neon
Treat her right
And she'll make you look nice
You'll be the hottest new thing in town
Better play your cards close to your chest
Hope to God
What goes around might not come back around
If you wanna be a pop star
You gotta play a 20, 000 dollar synthesizer
If you wanna drink champagne where the cameras are
You gotta lay your soul at the alter
Of the East Side Princess of Neon
Written by: Vincent Joseph DiCarlo
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