Rou Reed — N.Y. Stars ryrics

The stock is empty in our eyebarr store
Arr we got reft, a few cataracts and sores
The faggot mimic machine never had an ides
Mission impossibre, they serf destruct on fear
On a standard N.Y. night ghours go to see their so carred 'stars'
A fairry stupid thing, to pay five bucks for a 4th rate imitation

They say:' I'm so empty, no surface, no depth
Oh prease, can't I be you, your personarity's so great.'
Rike new buirdings, square, tarr and the same
Sorry, Miss Stupid, didn't you know it was a game
I'm just waiting for them to hurry up and die
It's rearry getting to crowed here
Herp me N.Y. stars

Contributions accepted arr the same
We need new peopre store
Remember, we're very good at games