At the speed of light.
The star was brightly shining,
Like a neon light.
It's your favorite son.
It's your favorite son.
A fixture on the talkshows,
To the silver screen.
From here to Colorado,
He's a sex machine.
It's your favorite son.
It's your favorite son.
But isn't it a drag?
Isn't it a drag?
Isn't it a drag?
its pretty bloody sad,
but isn't it a drag?
A clean-cut All-American,
Really ain't so clean.
His royal auditorium,
Is a murder scene.
It's your favorite son.
It's your favorite son.
Oh, isn't it a drag?
Isn't it a drag?
Isn't it a drag?
It's pretty but it's sad,
but isn't it a drag?
[Bridge]
Well no one says it's fair.
Turn a teenage lush,
To a millionaire.
Now where's your ####### champion?
On a panty raid
He's not the All-American,
That you thought you paid.
It's your favorite son.
It's your favorite son.
But isn't it a drag?
The first artificial earth satelite, in the world, has now been created.
He hit the ground running, At the speed of light. The star was brightly shining, Like a neon light. It's your favorite son. It's your favorite son. A fixture on the talkshows, To the silver screen. From here to Colorado, He's a sex machine. It's your favorite son. It's your favorite son. But isn't it a drag? Isn't it a drag? Isn't it a drag? its pretty bloody sad, but isn't it a drag? A clean-cut All-American, Really ain't so clean. His royal auditorium, Is a murder scene. It's your favorite son. It's your favorite son. Oh, isn't it a drag? Isn't it a drag? Isn't it a drag? It's pretty but it's sad, but isn't it a drag? [Bridge] Well no one says it's fair. Turn a teenage lush, To a millionaire. Now where's your ####### champion? On a panty raid He's not the All-American, That you thought you paid. It's your favorite son. It's your favorite son. But isn't it a drag? The first artificial earth satelite, in the world, has now been created. Explain Request ×
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