Tabloid Super Junkie Lyrics
[Reversed Intro]
Send in a dollar
Send in a dollar if you want to contribute to the American Health Association
[Verse 1]
Well, the capitalistic feast has been sucking the heat
You're passing up, you're injured for ability
Well, I've been waiting for a compromise but I guess it's more the same
We're separated all the things that we want for gain
You remember your name
Well, they were looking right at you, you forget the face
If the future's sipping all space and food through a straw
And the monster's finally flipped on its back
Well, the static is a worthy test to help you brush aside the rest
[Chorus]
Is this something that you'd ever need?
Well, I'm okay
Are you scared to take what they've taken from you?
Well, yeah, I'm afraid
We've sold our names
Send in a dollar if you want to contribute to the American Health Association
[Verse 2]
I'm sick of being accosted by the ghost in the street
Your magazine-looking backward-thinking junkies are just fodder for the global elite
Do you think you had a choice
When you're eating and sleeping in all the noise?
Let the moneymakers keep the politicians afloat
We're biting everything that we're told
Well, then a smile and a couple of jokes will be enough to convince the good folks
Send in a dollar
Send in a dollar if you want to contribute to the American Health Association
[Verse 1]
Well, the capitalistic feast has been sucking the heat
You're passing up, you're injured for ability
Well, I've been waiting for a compromise but I guess it's more the same
We're separated all the things that we want for gain
You remember your name
Well, they were looking right at you, you forget the face
If the future's sipping all space and food through a straw
And the monster's finally flipped on its back
Well, the static is a worthy test to help you brush aside the rest
[Chorus]
Is this something that you'd ever need?
Well, I'm okay
Are you scared to take what they've taken from you?
Well, yeah, I'm afraid
We've sold our names
Send in a dollar if you want to contribute to the American Health Association
[Verse 2]
I'm sick of being accosted by the ghost in the street
Your magazine-looking backward-thinking junkies are just fodder for the global elite
Do you think you had a choice
When you're eating and sleeping in all the noise?
Let the moneymakers keep the politicians afloat
We're biting everything that we're told
Well, then a smile and a couple of jokes will be enough to convince the good folks
[Outro]
Well, is this something that you'd ever need?
Well, I'm okay
Are you waiting for a minute to fight for what they've taken from you?
Yeah, I'm afraid
We've sold our names
[Instrumental]
Well, is this something that you'd ever need?
Well, I'm okay
Are you waiting for a minute to fight for what they've taken from you?
Yeah, I'm afraid
We've sold our names
[Instrumental]
About
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The twelfth and final track on Foster the People’s album “Supermodel”.
The title refers to how we all have an addiction to the lurid and sensational.
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- 2.Ask Yourself
- 4.Nevermind
- 7.Best Friend
- 10.The Truth
- 11.Fire Escape
- 12.Tabloid Super Junkie
Credits
Producers
Writer
Composer
Art Direction
Design
Mastering Engineer
Background Vocals
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Mixing Engineer
Programmer
Illustration
Engineer
Assistant Engineer
Drums
Album Art
Artwork
Synthesizer
Piano
Bass
Percussion
Guitar
Creative Director
Vocals
Lead Vocals
Release Date
March 14, 2014
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