You're not unique You're just another runner In the big time The sour grapes of summer And you couldn't be Anymore dumber You're not unique You're obsolete You won't last a week So crawl back under Crawl, crawl, crawl back under your stone You're not unique Just a parasite With a big mouth And no taste for a fight Your eyes are closed You cannot see the light You're not unique You're just about finished For the second time Another change of image You're a has been You're star has diminished