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Glue yourself to the back A stack that's never seen Rub the gloss right off a shiny magazine And god you'd hate to lose this A citywide approved wish A way to make yourself complete And you can't back it up It's a hopeful kind of hate The kind that lies to make you wait And anyone can tell to see It's a brand new way to be But you can't smile through those teeth Lose yourself in the back A place that makes things seem A little dull beneath this shining silver screen And god you'd hate to lose this A citywide approved wish A way to make yourself complete Aus Songtexte Mania