Your Favorite Pop Star Lyrics

My voice sounds so fucking weird today man

Man

Man

I'd say this is just a transition song

I'd rather hear anything else all night long

Run away, grab a drink, got nothing to say

These are all just pop chords anyway

Failure on my part to deliver quality

Sacrificing merit for a setlist quantity

Need to fill up the time between each hit

Uttering nonsense beliebalegit

Producing some garbage that sounds like shit

But it doesn't matter

You'll eat that shit up

Because you know my name

You ought to know what to expect

It makes perfect sense

It's all business

A minimum bar of quality control

I know you'll drool on the floor

Because I'm your favorite pop star

Dance a jig, sing a tune

Fuck it right? You've got nothing else to do

When I sway my hips I hypnotize

'Cause I'm a god and you're all flies

Your point of view doesn't matter to me

Because I'm richer than you'll ever be

When you bide your time, better save your receipt

When you hear the next song, it knocks you off your feet

But this song here is a little too long

But it doesn't matter

You'll eat that shit up

Because you know my name

You ought to know what to expect

It makes perfect sense

It's all business

A minimum bar of quality control

I know you'll drool on the floor

Because I'm your favorite pop star

I don't care about you

You're just another fan

Always mask the truth

Because you know I can

The smile here is the key

Make you think you know who I am

Dance seductively

Make believe that I can be your man

But I'm not