What Shines

I’m in authentic Kicks from 1986 A superhuman super human Waiting for the remix Me I’ve got my pop psych I ride it like Excitebike I know the things you hate in me Are things in you you don’t like Vicarious anxiety And stunning impropriety Go and grab the ruler Time to measure up my piety What shines, does it shine for me? I don’t mind, the kids are alright with hypocrisy You can see the light You can feed the fire You can fight the fight You can preach the choir Everybody wants to be you Everybody wants to be you Everybody wants to be unique I’m the raging bull in your China shop The gravity to your rain drop The speeding car to your traffic cop The twist off to your bottle top What shines, does it shine for me? That’s fine, the kids are alright without privacy You can take your bite You can be the liar You can say goodnight You can just retire Everybody wants to be you Everybody wants to be you Everybody wants to be you You can see the light You can feed the fire You can fight the fight You can preach the choir Everybody wants to be you Everybody wants to be you Everybody wants to be unique