Dan Bull - Dear Miley lyrics

Dear Miley my name's Daniel (Hi)
I've never really been a big fan of yours
I'm a musician too, amateur but anyway
Let me tell you what I am here for
You want to take a hammer to Hannah Montana
And vanish her
That is a plan I would have as your manager
But the manner that you're handling
It's going to damage you
Never underestimate the power of the camera
Miley, you've got nothing to prove
But, you're behaving in a way
That says you've nothing to lose
I said, Miley, you've got nothing to prove
But, you're behaving in a way
That says you've nothing to lose

Miley, you've got nothing to prove
But, you're behaving in a way
That says you've nothing to lose


Yeah, I know girls just want to have fun
But Cyndi Lauper never flaunted her bum much
See, you're in a funny position
Every time you speak, young girls listen
They want to be like you, different
So they copy your moves and lose innocence
I tried twerking, it wasn't working
My balls kept slapping my thighs
And it was hurting
There are blurred lines between empowerment
And the first time people seeing down
The front of your dress
Not to mention the rest
Sometimes being censored is best
This is just a guess
But I'm sensing there's stress
You're either a diva or sensitive mess
Miley, you've got nothing to prove
But, you're behaving in a way
That says you've nothing to lose

Miley, you've got nothing to prove
But, you're behaving in a way
That says you've nothing to lose


My God, have you heard what she's done?
(What now?)
I don't know, but I bet her tongue popped out
One day when the cheeks of your bum drop down
You'll have nothing left but your
Lungs and a hot sound
Right now, you've got pop locked down
But come middle age, you'll be washed out
I don't want to hear you've lost
Out for some quick dollars
The way the industry's treating people
It's bollocks
I see the wrecking ball as a metaphor
For what could happen to
You during the menopause
When applause dies out, there is then a pause
And then you wonder what you
Acted like a lemon for

Sinéad O'Connor she ain't your momma
But she doesn't deserve to have
The piss taken of her, no


See me, I'm really pretty good with words
But
I managed this without ripping my shirt off
I've tried a few stunts, but not this
How seriously can you take
Me when I'm topless? Mmm, yeah I like it
I'm better at music now
How else could I act for additional hit's?
I could hold up a cat while I jiggle my tit's
Look at my boobies, look at my boobies
You'll see a heart
If you look straight through these
This isn't the movies or Looney Tunes
We are stuck with decision that
We choose in our youth, see
Look at me, man, I'm standing in