Lyrics:

I've read the reviews, in the words there's no clues
A guessing game just tries to surround me
A voice in the street just sounds incomplete
The typewriter critics have found me

I've studied the lines but I guess I'm inclined
To let the people think what they want to
I'm on the right track, no time to look back
I can do whatever I want to

Pen pushers in ranks, juvenile pranks
Front page headlines
Front page headlines
Front page headlines

A new pair of shoes just matches the trend
Now you set the fashion, babe, I'll follow
You know it all seems tame but there's no-one to blame
Come on, bring on a brand new tomorrow

A back drop and lights, I'll level my sights
Amongst this confusion around me
The things that they're saying, the audience swaying
I'll make them so glad that they found me

Pen pushers in ranks, juvenile pranks
Pen pushers in ranks, all just juvenile pranks

I'll smile, maybe get my share
I'll turn around but there's nobody there
Look around, there's nobody there

Front page headlines, front page headlines
Comin' to you
Front page headlines, front page headlines