All the Beautiful People

Everything is easy
And nothing is out of reach
'Cause bedroom eyes say more
Than this clumsy gift of speech

In button-down armor
They fumble with glory
As we design our lives
Around their second-hand stories

I wanna be like all the beautiful people
That crowd these summer streets
Only slaves to fashion
Too cool to wear compassion
In these endless days of heat

On silver screens and in magazines
Lost in her diamond eyes
Thousand dollar tears fall
Every time she cries

I wanna be like all the beautiful people
That crowd these summer streets
Only slaves to fashion
Too cool to wear compassion
In these endless days of heat

I wanna have some surgical addictions
And jump in the daytime circus fights
I want my picture in the free press fictions
I want all the love and
I want all the lights
Yeah, I want all the lights

I wanna be like all the beautiful people
And I want all their love
I want all the love and all the lights
And all the love and all the lights
Yeah, I want all their love

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