[Intro: Melancholic Piano and Flute] [Verse 1] I’ve decided to become a star today In a very artificial kind of way After cranking out two hundred songs or so I’ve finally found the room to grow My fake songs are better than the real They have a gentle... stolen feel [Chorus] (Faaake Beats) I call it FAIK BEATS... F-A-I-K (Wink wink) It’s a commentary on the price we pay It’s the death of the industry, the death of the art The death of the planet... and it breaks my heart (But I can't stay away) It’s clever and it’s poignant and it’s dope A little digital ray of hope [Verse 2] But a star needs a face to sell the sound And I looked in the mirror... but no one was found I need a counterweight to all the slop A friendly face to make the scrolling stop [Bridge] (Tempo slows) So I found myself a brand new friend To stay with me until the bitter end He isn't human... and he isn't real But he has a massive mass appeal [Outro] (Ooooooh) A big blue dog His name is Fabe [Fade out on Flute Solo]
