Miss Maya Deca

[Verse 1]
Tell me somethin' good
Kill the melodrama
I was in the poppy fields sipping belladonna
Inhalin' prana 'till a broken promise fell upon us
They don't sell records, they just sell personas
Pariahs seein' beyond the piranhas snappin' pictures
Of prima donnas and Tony Montana action figures
You take it all so serious
Need to ease up a bit
Need a Hollywood agent and publicist
Need a new buck for the fickle newcomers
And if they don't like it tell 'em "suck a pickled cucumber"
Cold as Cusack
I'm playin' catch up, it's movin' too fast
But in the wrong direction with adolescents and new jack's
Every day's a blessing
Every day's a holiday
Things are looking up now I'm destined to take it all the way
A beautiful illusion sweet as apple pie
If she bats an eyelash when you see her passin' by say
Hi!

[Chorus]
Miss Maya superstars are fallin' from the sky
Everything is everything but do we live a lie
Beautiful illusion show me what you're trying to hide
Forbidden fruit, the simple truth, an apple of my eye
Miss Maya superstars are fallin' from the sky
Everything is everything but do we live a lie
Beautiful illusion show me what you're trying to hide
Forbidden fruit, the simple truth, an apple of my eye