Beach baby nightly puking up her trend
Unlimited bank account feeds her demand
Tarot cards prophesy a means to our end
As big a miracle as you're willing to spend
Crime spells driven by a frenzied craze
Young starlets taken and put in a cage
Your children and mine burning incense and sage
A thousand truths come a thousand ways
And the world is falling down
Junky, chunky punk chick sweating her chills
Beauty queen mother still poppin' them pills
Youngest daughter already bought and sealed
So much for the need we were looking to fill
Dreams of dad revealing lots of pent up rage
Slighted aliens cover the front page
Your scarred inner child trying to prove her age
All the stupid games they insisted we play
And the world is falling down