Surprise Surprise - Vic August & Licka Rish

You got the look, but not the credit They wrote the book on how to sell it From cigarettes, to skinny jeans You got the money, they got the means Oh, you upper class daughters, and working class sons It's hard to save a dollar, the way the world runs You're the target market of a corporate joke It won't be so ironic when your daddy is broke Surprise, surprise Surprise, surprise You're much better looking when you're in disguise Surprise, surprise Surprise, surprise And this revolution has been brought to you by Just gotta stop, so you can mimic The tortured honest, the gyn is cynic The latest gadget, is just a gimmick Another sucker born every minute Well, I'm sick of this town bringing me down A vast world epidemic all around I'm sick of this town bringing me down A lost generation trying to act profound Oh, you upper class daughters, and working class sons It's hard to save a dollar the way the world runs We got a counterculture you can buy of a shelf If you're losing your identity to somebody else Surprise, surprise Surprise, surprise You're much better looking when you're in disguise Surprise, surprise Surprise, surprise And this revolution has been brought to you by Those who seek to think we don't care And those who seek to think we're not aware Surprise, surprise Surprise, surprise You're much better looking when you're in disguise Call the ranks Call the ranks Call the ranks Call the ranks Call the ranks Call the ranks Call the ranks Call the ranks Oh, you working class daughters, and upper class sons It's hard to save a dollar the way the world runs We're the target market of a corporate hoax Our generation is a fucking joke Surprise, surprise Surprise, surprise You're much better looking when you're in disguise Surprise, surprise Surprise, surprise And this revolution has been brought to you by Those who seek to think we don't care And those who seek to think we're not aware Surprise, surprise Surprise, surprise You're much better looking when you're in disguise

I dream of a sky where the lights never die down I'm awake in my sleep and I'm falling to the ground I want the answers to the questions Of the reactions Whether it makes sense or the path is fatal attraction Is it the whiteness of the crowd or the steam in my mirror Is it the broken hour glass Could it be more clearer Coz i feel so alive No one can stop me even if they try Coz I've been trying much too long You can't beat me down I stay strong Coz i feel so alive Beat me down I'll stay strong Through the rain And the hail and the fire Through whatever they bring Till i get my desire Is it the whisper of an angel or the pounding of my heartbeat Is it the playing of a record where the drumming and the bass meet Coz i feel so alive No one can stop me even if they try Coz I've been trying much too long You can't beat me down I stay strong Coz i feel so alive Beat me down I'll stay strong Coz i feel so alive No one can stop me even if they try Coz I've been trying much too long You can't beat me down I stay strong Coz i feel so alive Beat me down I'll stay strong I dream of a sky where the lights never die down I'm awake in my sleep and I'm falling to the ground