Bailed Out

Your star is descending
Round here blindly
Tell your dancing daughter
That there's no room
on the wing
We can bitch
but it ain't tinsel town
Hey! Starchild
Can't dance
Left out on a useless limb
This party will start
To drag you down
Slap your face
and pull your hair

Bailed out, bailed out
Bailed out, this skin is shed
Bailed out, bailed out
Bailed out, this thing is dead

I was in traction
started off smiling
Couldn't help laughing
I was astounded when 
They caught you unaware
And some missionary said
That this week 
we've got to shot
All the dancing girls
And then replace them
With satellites instead.

Bailed out, bailed out
Bailed out, this skin is shed
Bailed out, bailed out
Bailed out, this thing is dead

Like to see something change
Around here, around there