Post by anica on Aug 31, 2010 19:21:38 GMT -5
Talk all the talk with a poet's style
Tongue like electric, eyes like a child
Buy all your wives and the classic cars
Live like a savior, live like the stars
Talk all the talk with a model's smile
Tongue like electric, eyes like a child
Buy all your highs and the classic cars
Die on the front page, just like the stars
Tongue like electric, eyes like a child
Buy all your wives and the classic cars
Live like a savior, live like the stars
Talk all the talk with a model's smile
Tongue like electric, eyes like a child
Buy all your highs and the classic cars
Die on the front page, just like the stars
Wouldn't it be nice to live in a mansion with a swimming pool in the back yard, maids to clean up after you, Luxurious parties to attend, and to be able to litterly shop till you drop? Well that is the life of the students that attend Redwood academy a prestige school where only the best of the best and of course the richest attend.
However what happens when the only other high school in town burns down? After many debates and Arguments from the school board and parents board Redwood Academy has Decided to open its doors to these students. The Parents at Redwood Academy are not to happy with Decision and plan to do something about it. Until Then how will the kids from the wrong side of the tracks, the ones with no money, the druggies, the drunks, the Failures and even the kids that once were considered normal fit in at a school where Money means everything?
The big screens, the plastic-made dreams
Say you don't want it, say you don't want it
It's our world, the picture-book girls
Say you don't want it, say you don't want it
Don't you ask me if it's love my dear
Love don't really mean a thing round here
The fake scenes the plastic-made dreams
Say you don't want it, say you don't want it
Say you don't want it, say you don't want it
It's our world, the picture-book girls
Say you don't want it, say you don't want it
Don't you ask me if it's love my dear
Love don't really mean a thing round here
The fake scenes the plastic-made dreams
Say you don't want it, say you don't want it