
Purple Vibe Tribe
The neon light is buzzin' like a caged mosquito Another Friday night, another cheap exposé, oh They talk about the struggle, they talk about the pain But their diamonds are so heavy, they can't even stand the rain. And baby, you can see it in their eyes, the hollow space They trade their soul for glitter and a temporary embrace. Now listen to the sound of the gossip on the floor Another gilded cage just knocked right out the door. They say you gotta live it up before you crash and burn But honey, there's a lesson that they never seem to learn... Glitter and Gloom! (Gloooom) That's the rhythm in the room (Li-ife) They're dancing on the edge of a silver spoon (Gloooom) Yeah, they chase the spotlight, fade too soon (Li-ife) If this is the high life, give me the low life, baby 'Cause they all look like they're going crazy. She walks in with a fortune draped around her neck Says she's lookin' for salvation, gotta cash a check. He's got the slickest talk and the smoothest pair of shoes But he's always lookin' for somebody he can abuse. They call it networking, I call it a hungry lie 'Cause the only thing they're building is a tower to the sky. Now listen to the sound of the silence in the night When all the flashbulbs fade and they turn out the light. They say you gotta live it up before you crash and burn But honey, there's a lesson that they never seem to learn... Glitter and Gloom! (Gloooom) That's the rhythm in the room (Li-ife) They're dancing on the edge of a silver spoon (Gloooom) Yeah, they chase the spotlight, fade too soon (Li-ife) If this is the high life, give me the low life, baby 'Cause they all look like they're going crazy. They wanna be somebody, they wanna be cool But they broke the only Golden Rule. You gotta know the difference, between the real and fake Before the illusion starts to break! Glitter and Gloom! (Gloooom) That's the rhythm in the room (Li-ife) They're dancing on the edge of a silver spoon (Gloooom) Yeah, they chase the spotlight, fade too soon (Li-ife) If this is the high life, give me the low life, baby 'Cause they all look like they're going crazy. (Give me the real, baby! Oh!) (Gloooom, Li-ife... Gloooom, Li-ife... HIT!)

