MTV Superstar

Robert Wimer | MTV Superstar (I’m So Suave) Original by Robert Wimer EXPLICIT LYRICS

My commentary on the legacy of MTV, the artists, & their mindset. Videos can tell a story, but at the same time, they can cut out artists that have the talent, but not the “look”. The commentary extends to the “comeback story” that is sickeningly prevalent where consequences of attitude and actions are ignored by others, so long as their’s a happy ending.

The song opens in a crowd (small room) with a cheezy announcer introducing a “one-hit wonder” by the name of “Nigelum”. Enjoy the show.

Lyrics:

Verse:

Welcome everyone to my video
it’s been a long time makin’, so enjoy the show.
MTV has been really great
with no-talent fucks that are half my age
You see, I don’t have a cause or a set of beliefs
I sing these shitty songs for the money you see
Britney says that I’ll go real far
because I’m an MTV superstar
Wonderful songs about love and rage
about the girl or boy who left me or Compton LA
Dancin’ the doo-whop, oh baba-babe
or cappin’ someone’s ass just to make my day
So sit right back and enjoy the ride
years in the makin’, and I”m feelin’ fine
I’d like to thank my agent and god
for givin’ me the strength to be a star

Chorus:

Can you believe this shit, I’m here, at last,
the top of my game, and it’s goin’ fast
with a shelf-life of two and twenty months
I’ll probably shoot myself when it’s all done
but then the unit sales will go through the roof
women will cry and the critics’ review
will do a 180 and they’ll give me a nod
they’ll say I’m a god because I’m so suave.

Verse:

These videos are shitty, of this I know
the fucks at the coffee shop told me so
but what the Hell do I care
I’m in the music biz and I’m goin’ somewhere.
Hands full of money, finger in the pie,
house in the hills and I’m ridin’ high.
Silicone chicks with golden tans,
super-fly ride and legions of fans.
Poppin’ the pills and lickin’ the stamp
Cops don’t bother me because they’re fans.
Never payin’ taxes and getting laid
I lead a charmed life and I’m the rave.
Now it’s time to get a cause,
to get religion, to take a pause,
to reflect on life and how much I have.
I’m a fuckin’ superstar, thanks to my fans.

Chorus:

Can you believe this shit, I’m here, at last,
the top of my game, and it’s goin’ fast
with a shelf-life of two and twenty months
I’ll probably shoot myself when it’s all done
but then the unit sales will go through the roof
women will cry and the critics’ review
will do a 180 and they’ll give me a nod
they’ll say I’m a god because I’m so suave.

Verse:

Well my time is over, the end is here
I’ve turned 25 and my agent fears
that I’ve lost my edge, I don’t look young,
but don’t you worry, we’ll do lunch
“Who gives a shit” to him I’ll say
I got my money, Hell man, I got paid
I’m a one-hit-wonder, and I’ll be around.
Catch me in five on “Where are they Now”.

Chorus:

Can you believe this shit, I’m here, at last,
the top of my game, and it’s goin’ fast
with a shelf-life of two and twenty months
I’ll probably shoot myself when it’s all done
but then the unit sales will go through the roof
women will cry and the critics’ review
will do a 180 and they’ll give me a nod
they’ll say I’m a god because I’m so suave.

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