Race to Obscene - Reverence

Who cares if you have talent?

Take off your clothes to be a superstar

Friends and family ride your coattails

Who’s there to say you have gone too far?

Do you have more than flesh to sell?

Victim or a culprit

Or somewhere in between

Either way you’re running

In the race to obscene

Simulated copulation

With lyrics calculated to inflame

Adored by your teenage fans

It’s obvious that you have no shame

Do you have more than flesh to sell?

Victim or a culprit

Or somewhere in between

Either way you’re running

In the race to obscene

Experienced or naive

You hunger to be seen

Another willing player

In the race to obscene