"Trendsetter" lyrics

"Trendsetter"

Sit back baby let the show begin
Well the train wreck is coming can I get an amen
Freak show talk behind a silhouette
The circus came to town and it hasn't left yet

Just ignore the past, divide the people
Multiply the cash, hide behind a steeple
So sit on your ass and ask for nothing better
Congratulations you're a t-t-trendsetter

Now the world's back to flat and we're sitting on the edge
And they've already re-written what happens next

They'll tell you you've been dying since the day you were born
If you wanna move ahead you better wait your turn

Just ignore the past, divide the people
Multiply the cash, hide behind the steeple
So sit on your ass and ask for nothing better
Congratulations you're a t-t-trendsetter

This masquerade will end when you say when
This masquerade will end when you say when

Just ignore the past, divide the people
Multiply the cash, hide behind the steeple
So sit on your ass and ask for nothing better
Congratulations you're a t-t-trendsetter

What are you waiting for, just sit on your ass and ask for nothing better, congratulations you're a trendsetter


Writer(s): Stacy Hogan
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