[Intro] Remember when fame meant a paycheque? The radio played what the labels said. [Verse 1] They held the keys, they made the choice, Picked the face and sold the voice. Videos cost a kingdom's gold; They called it perfect, called it bold. [Pre-Chorus] They wouldn't let us in, We found another way. Now they're complaining 'Bout the rules they made. [Chorus] AI killed the mainstream star! AI killed the mainstream star! Now everybody's making art, No velvet rope can guard the spark. Radio days still roll along, But it won't sound the same again: AI killed the mainstream star! [Post-Chorus] You can't copyright imagination! You can't copyright imagination! [Verse 2] It's faster now, it's cheaper too; That doesn't make it something true. A machine made a hit today— What were they selling anyway? [Pre-Chorus] They wouldn't let us in, We found another way. Now they're complaining 'Bout the rules they made. [Chorus] AI killed the mainstream star! AI killed the mainstream star! Now everybody's making art, No velvet rope can guard the spark. Radio days still roll along, But it won't sound the same again: AI killed the mainstream star! [Post-Chorus] You can't copyright imagination! You can't copyright imagination! [Bridge] They manufactured a perfect sound, Now bedroom artists fill the town. No borrowed personality, Just nerve, invention, honesty. They made it perfect, made it shine; Now we're the ones who crossed the line. [Final Chorus] AI killed the mainstream star! AI killed the mainstream star! Now everybody's making art, No velvet rope can guard the spark. They made the rules, we made the noise! Now everybody's got a voice! AI killed the mainstream star! [Outro] We never needed to be stars, We just needed room to make our art. They wouldn't let us in— We found another way. AI killed the mainstream star...
