Feel the amateur allure
It's mind controlling
I'm not the kind consigned
To the company of friends
Honey, I prefer the purr
Of the camera rolling
The tripod is God
On top of which the world suspends
But everyone knows
How the story goes
Do you want to be in my video
Everybody
Should be on the TV
Do you want to be in my video
Do you want to be in my video
A little insecure, demure
Uneasy feeling
You try to stay composed
But it shows nonetheless
Sort of statuesque
Grotesque,
But still appealing
The high art counterpart
Of everyday finesse
Everyone knows
How you look in clothes
Do you want to be in my video
Everybody
Should be on the TV
Do you want to be in my video
Do you want to be in my video
Do you want to be
The world loves blue screen special effects
And you're the best of ours
Behold the celluloid piper
Of a thousand tiny stars
And do you dream in sepia,
Strung from the viewbox to your eye
And does each preview
Haunt and deceive you
An indiglo lullaby
Everyone knows
How the story goes
Do you want to be in my video
Everybody
Should be on the TV
Do you want to be in my video
Do you want to be in my video
And Everyone knows
How you look in clothes
Do you want to be in my video
Everybody
Should be on the TV
Do you want to be in my video
Do you want to be
Do you want to be
Do you want to be
Do you want to be in my video
Copyright 2001 Zach London