Despite all my protests Its simplicity Calls me to its breast The comfort of normality What I want is to be a commodity From here it's just too easy Oh to be typical Just as selfish as To be pandered to like the middle class 'Cause there's too many stars Not enough sky Why should I even try? At the end of the day My eyes dry and red It's a simple balm To soothe my troubled head Media somewhat true I enjoy it because I'm told to Placated and satisfied By mass entertainment They grovel for me as I won't do for them again Living vicariously Through celebrity That is how we can be happy Oh to be typical Just as selfish as To be pandered to like the middle class 'Cause there's too many stars Not enough sky There's so much beauty, too few eyes What I want is to be a commodity Only then I will be free Placated and satisfied By mass entertainment They grovel for me as I won't do for them again 'Cause there's too many stars Not enough sky Why should I even try? What I want is to be a commodity Fron here it's just so easy