The Only Difference Between Martyrdom and Suicide Is Press Coverage Lyrics

Sit tight, I'm going to need you to keep time
Come on just snap, snap, snap your fingers for me
Good good now we're making some progress
Come on just tap, tap, tap your toes to the beat

And I believe
This may call for a proper introduction
And well, don't you see?
I'm the narrator and this is just the prologue

Swear to shake it up if you swear to listen
Oh we're still so young, desperate for attention
I aim to be your eyes
Trophy boys, trophy wives

Swear to shake it up if you swear to listen
Oh we're still so young, desperate for attention
I aim to be your eyes
Trophy boys, trophy wives

Applause! Applause! No, wait wait
Dear studio audience, I've an announcement to make
It seems the artists these days are not who you think
So we'll pick back up on that on another page

And I believe
This may call for a proper introduction
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And well, don't you see?
I'm the narrator and this is just the prologue

Swear to shake it up if you swear to listen
Oh we're still so young, desperate for attention
I aim to be your eyes
Trophy boys, trophy wives

Swear to shake it up if you swear to listen
Oh we're still so young, desperate for attention
I aim to be your eyes
Trophy boys, trophy wives

Swear to shake it up, you swear to listen
Swear to shake it up, you swear to listen
Swear to shake it up, you swear to listen
Swear to shake it up, swear to shake it up

Swear to shake it up if you swear to listen
Oh we're still so young, desperate for attention
I aim to be your eyes
Trophy boys, trophy wives

Swear to shake it up if you swear to listen
Oh we're still so young, desperate for attention
I aim to be your eyes

Sit tight, I'm going to need you to keep time
Come on just snap, snap, snap your fingers for me
Good good now we're making some progress