Nationality: American
Born/Died: 1963
Creation Date: 2001
This song reminds me very strongly of a Peter Keating type of person. When I first heard this it several years ago I could relate to it very strongly because I was in close proximity to a Peter Keating and I found it very frustrating. It was one of countless instances where the character of Howard Roark gave me encouragment.
Lyrics below.
Top of the fold
Toast of the town
Everyone stops when you come around
They hold their breath for you
Heroes are born
Idols are made
We're all fools for this factory fame
And you've got the brand new face
You've got the brand new face
Golden boy
Beauty untamed
Stupid and wild
Poster boy, you're society's child
Cut your teeth
Cut your mouth
Cut it out
Meteor rise from obscurity
All it took was a killing spree
And the whole world was lying at your feet
Golden boy
I know my place
Stick to my lines
Stay in your shadow
Don't block your light
So you can shine divine
Golden boy
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