Diva (DK) - Teen Machine lyrics

We were four and who could ever ask for more your picture on the cover of a magazine we just had to keep our noses clean now we're three and things are not exactly what they used to be champagne and d** makes you wanna live until you're hiv posetive we had the image, we had the sound but our plane crashed to the ground... and the drummer was never found we were the band of the century meanest teen machines we were the band of the cen tury floating in the sea now we are two, with alot of reds, blues, green there never was a day he was clean he never woke from his dream now we are one, but not for long 'cause a fan gave me a gun he never realized what he had done I might as well live on.