I want to be rich and I want lots of money
I don’t care about clever I don’t care about funny
I want loads of clothes and i want fuckloads of diamonds
I heard people die while they are trying to find them
And i’ll take my clothes off and it will be shameless
Cuz everyone knows that’s how you get famous
I’ll look at the sun and I’ll look in the mirror
I’m on the right track yeah I’m on to a winner
[Chorus]
I don’t know what’s right and what’s real anymore
I don’t know how I’m meant to feel anymore
When do you think it will all become clear?
‘Cuz I’m being taken over by The Fear
Life’s about film stars and less about mothers –
It’s all about fast cars concussing each other
But it doesn’t matter cause I’m packing plastic
and that’s what makes my life so fucking fantastic
And I am a weapon of massive consumption
And its not my fault it’s how I’m programmed to function
I’ll look at the sun and I’ll look in the mirror
I’m on the right track yeah we’re on to a winner
Chorus
I don’t know what’s right and what’s real anymore
I don’t know how I’m meant to feel anymore
When do you think it will all become clear?
‘Cuz I’m being taken over by The Fear
[Bridge]
Forget about guns and forget ammunition
Cause I’m killing them all on my own little mission
Now I’m not a saint but I’m not a sinner
Now everything’s cool as long as I’m gettin thinner
[Chorus]
I don’t know what’s right and what’s real anymore
I don’t know how I’m meant to feel anymore
When do you think it will all become clear?
‘Cause I’m being taken over by fear
Tænksomme pop-tekster er nok mere undtagelsen end reglen, set i det store fugleperspektiv. Jeg har tidligere omtalt den engelske poptøs Lilly Alen. Og hun kan skære en tekst, der vil mere end hjerte-smerte og fængende omkvæd. Hendes nummer 1-hit The Fear er sådan en slags remake af Madonnas Material Girl, hvis enkle budskab var: Du må hyle blandt de ulve, der sammen med. Linving in a material World/And I’m a material Girl. Hos Lilly Alen er uskylden i den materialistiske hengivelse væk. Pigen ønsker sig stadigvæk masser af penge, diamanter og succes, men prisen er en snigende frygt, et realitetstab, forvirring og usikkerhed. Et signalement af 15-minutters-succes-tidsånden?
Her er Lilly i en frisk optagelse fra træmanden Lettermans show: