Alba s touto skladbou:
The Wildhearts Must Be Destroyed,
A world awaits an idol to make a connection
A mother complex begs stellar direction
He's taking the chair, he's living the life
He's fucking pretty girls every night
But he ain't fucking the wife
And he's doing the things we'll never do
And he's genuine, judging by the size of his crew
With a face the eye can easily digest
He's down with the big boys and up there with the big best
A Lennon, a Presley, a Muhammad Ali
They give us their life… Literally it's got to be
All or nothing, death or glory
'cos the history books could always use a new story
Nexus Icon, Nexus Icon, The negative cycle is waiting for the next one
Nexus Icon, Nexus Icon, This is not open to negotiation
He's living fast, he's dying slow and nobody knows
That the audience approval is the only approval
He's known to be real
"At least as real as a rock ‘n' roll show"
Then alone again is the man, but he can't stand
Being alone, fighting the fear that is the fade of the glow and the
Length of the time we expect him to give
'cos someone's got to live like we all want to live and we
All want to see, but don't want to be
“’cos if someone's gonna die, it ain't gonna be me"
Nexus Icon, Nexus Icon, The negative cycle is waiting for the next one
Nexus Icon, Nexus Icon, This is not open to negotiation
And at times like these, when he's fighting the hate that he feels for the loneliness
Feels for the home that he makes and takes straight to a different place
Where a new set of faces appear to relate but he can't help equate the
relationship to the time that he swore his love to a whore
Another name on the door, another 1:2:3:4
But the same old crowd standing there on the floor
Nexus Icon, Nexus Icon, The negative cycle is waiting for the next one
Nexus Icon, Nexus Icon, This is not open for negotiation
Nexus Icon, Nexus Icon, The negative cycle is waiting for a live one
Nexus Icon, Nexus Icon, When you're done pass it over to the next one
"And would the last one out please leave the light on?"
