Bi-Polaroid

She's so fake dressed like a photograph
End echoes of her put on laugh
They ring around the room

See's the bands who have nice names to say
It's not bout music anyway
It's being in the crowd

Does anything when prompted
If it makes her rock n roll
Jump off a cliff, if sir bob did
She's a jumped up loner girl

Hangs round bars to be seen in the place
So the locals recognise her face
When shes out there with her 'friends'

Drinks and smokes cause all the bands they do
She'll do anything they tell her to
Until they leave her in the cold

Does anything when prompted
If it makes her rock n roll
Jump off a cliff, if sir bob did
She's a jumped up loner girl