Video Star - Rapport

I live in slow motion Despite how fast my heart beats all of the time A seance takes over me White light, my time misplaced when u look into my eyes It's the way you talk in monochrome And how we sync like a metronome I wanna let you know I'll be your video star and dance in the dark for you I'll please you right where you are If that's what you want me to The colors, resurrective Nostalgic for a time and a love that isn't mine Sensation over fantasy Distract me from the things that make me wanna die I watch you talk in monochrome And we sync like a metronome I wanna let you know I'll be your video star and dance in the dark for you I'll please you right where you are If that's what you want me to Dance for me Dance for me You wanna dance for me Dance for me I wanna dance for you Dance for you And be seen how I wanna be

Isn't it magical When the stars align and it's all in front of you So now you moving with precision You've been living the fast life and it's catching on to you You got to slow down, you're moving too fast Relax, you're the video star Oh but you're moving too fast, you're moving too fast Slow down, you're moving too fast Relax, you're the video star Oh but you're moving too fast, you're moving too fast Don't you know that when you make your move it's magic, it's magic Ooh aah honey you're outta this world and you know it And you can do no wrong Girl you hold it down they will never get to you But maybe for a minute to shine Take you mind away away away away Take your mind away Take your mind away, very far away Tap into your soul Blessings from above Slow down, you're moving too fast Relax, you're the video star Oh but you're moving too fast, you're moving too fast Slow down, you're moving too fast Relax, you're the video star Oh but you're moving too fast, you're moving too fast Open yourself Infinite no no no this life never ends (Outro) You're a video star You are the video star You're the video star

I heard you on my wireless back in fifty two Lying awake intently tuning in on you If I were young it didn't stop you coming through Oh-a oh They took the credit for your second symphony Rewritten by machine all new technology, And now I understand the problems you can see Oh-a oh I met your children Oh-a oh What did you tell them? Video killed the radio star Video killed the radio star Pictures came and broke your heart Oh-a-a-a oh And now we meet in an abandoned studio We hear the playback and it seems so long ago And you remember the jingles used to go Oh-a oh You were the first one Oh-a oh Maybe the last one Video killed the radio star Video killed the radio star In my mind and in my car, we can't rewind we've gone to far Oh-a-aho oh Oh-a-aho oh Video killed the radio star Video killed the radio star In my mind and in my car, we can't rewind we've gone to far Pictures came and broke your heart, put all the blame on vtr You are the radio star You are the radio star Video killed the radio star Video killed the radio star Video killed the radio star Video killed the radio star You are the radio star Video killed the radio star Video killed the radio star You are the radio star Video killed the radio star Video killed the radio star

I heard you on the wireless back in Fifty Two Lying awake intent at tuning it on you. If I was young it didn't stop you coming through. Oh-a oh They took the credit for your second symphony. Rewritten by machine and new technology, And now I understand the problems you can see. Oh-a oh I met your children Oh-a oh What did you tell them? Video killed the radio star. Video killed the radio star. Pictures came and broke your heart. And now we meet in an abandoned studio. We hear the playback and it seems so long ago. And you remember the jingles used to go. Oh-a oh You were the first one. Oh-a oh You were the last one. Video killed the radio star. Video killed the radio star. In my mind and in my car, we can't rewind we've gone to far. My radio star. You are my radio star You are my radio star You are my radio star (video killed the radio star) You are my radio star (video killed the radio star) You are my radio star (video killed the radio star) Video killed the radio star. Pictures came and broke your heart. Put the blame on VCR. In my mind and in my car, we can't rewind we've gone to far.

The kids are disco dancing They're tired of rock and roll I try to tell 'em, "Hey, that drum machine ain't got no soul" But they don't want to listen No, they think they've heard it all They trade those guitars in for drum machines and disco balls Oh-oh, we can't rewind now, we've gone too far Oh-oh, internet killed the video star The kids are disco dancing They're tired of rock and roll Don't bother telling them that drum machine ain't got no soul The kids are disco dancing They're tired of rock and roll Don't bother telling them that drum machine ain't got no soul Oh-whoa! You know we never listen, we think we've seen it all Like everything we're doing, no one's ever done before Did you hear what they said? That rock and roll is dead? Yeah, it's like a zombie, it'll dig itself back up again I tune in the signal, but it's fading, oh Some ghost strumming his guitar on the radio Singing, "Glory days are gone, but everything's OK" "'Cause we still love our sex and drugs just like the good old days" The kids are disco dancing They're tired of rock and roll Don't bother telling them that drum machine ain't got no soul The kids are disco dancing They're tired of rock and roll Don't bother telling them that drum machine ain't got no soul Well, I'm a horrible dancer, I ain't gonna lie But I'll be damned if that means that I ain't gonna try Yeah, I'm a shitty romancer, baby, I ain't gonna lie But I'll be damned if that means that I ain't gonna try And get you to get up, get up, get up and dance, oh Get up, get up, get up and dance, oh The kids are disco dancing They're tired of rock and roll Don't bother telling them that drum machine ain't got no soul The kids are disco dancing They're tired of rock and roll Don't bother telling them that drum machine ain't got no soul The kids are disco dancing They're tired of rock and roll They're tired of rock and roll They're tired of rock and roll Oh-oh, we can't rewind now, we've gone too far Oh-oh, the internet killed the video star The internet killed the video star The internet killed the video star