He hit the ground running. At the speed of light.. The star was brightly shining. Like a neon light.. It's your favorite son.. It's your favorite son.. A fixture on the talkshows. To the silver screen.. From here to Colorado. He's a sex machine.. It's your favorite son.. It's your favorite son.. But isn't it a drag?. Isn't it a drag?. Isn't it a drag?. It's pretty bloody sad. but isn't it a drag?. A clean-cut All-American. Really ain't so clean.. His royal auditorium. Is a murder scene.. It's your favorite son.. It's your favorite son.. Oh isn't it a drag?. Isn't it a drag?. Isn't it a drag?. It's pretty bloody sad. but isn't it a drag?. Well no one says it's fair.. Turn a teenage lush. To a millionaire.. Now where's your fuckin' champion?. On a bed you laid.. He's not the All-American. That you thought you paid.. It's your favorite son.. It's your favorite son.. But isn't it a drag?