Surprise Surprise

You got the look, but not the credit
They wrote the book, on how to sell it
From cigarettes, to skinny jeans
You got the money, they got the means
Oh you upper class daughters, and working class sons
Its hard to save a dollar, the way the world runs
Youre the target market of a corporate joke
It wont be so ironic when your daddy is broke
Surprise surprise , surprise surprise
Youre much better looking when youre in disguise
Surprise surprise, surprise surprise
And this revolution has been brought to you by
Just gotta stop, so you can mimic
The tortured artist, the jaded cynic
The latest gadget, is just a gimmick
Another sucker, born every minute
Well Im sick of this town, bringing me down
A vast world epidemic all around
Im sick of this town, bringing me down
A lost generation trying to act profound
Oh you upper class daughters, and working class sons
Its hard to save a dollar the way the world runs
We got a counterculture you can buy of a shelf
If youre losing your identity to somebody else
Surprise surprise, surprise surprise
Youre much better looking when youre in disguise
Surprise surprise, surprise surprise
And this revolution has been brought to you by
Those who seek to think we dont care
And those who seek to think were not aware
Surprise surprise, surprise surprise
Youre much better looking when youre in disguise
Call the ranks...
Call the ranks...
Call the ranks...
Oh you working class daughters, and upper class sons
Its hard to save a dollar the way the world runs
Were the target market of a corporate hoax
Our generation is a ******* joke
Surprise surprise, surprise surprise
Youre much better looking when youre in disguise
Surprise surprise, surprise surprise
And this revolution has been brought to you by
Those who seek to think we dont care
And those who seek to think were not aware
Surprise surprise, surprise surprise
Youre much better looking when youre in disguise I Take No creadit for thiss