The Heir Apparent

I'm high in the sky and I shine like the moon in the evening. I got what you need and been searching, pursuing and seeking: A dude to believe in, that’s me, I’m the truth that’s the reason. I’m hugely appealing, I’m fresh and I’m new and in season. The heir apparent: You can’t grin? Then glare and bare it. I’ll bust your shit and get back to biz like Eric and Parish. Brash and garish? Perhaps, but there’s some merit to my claims I make it bubble, you lames flat as the ass on Paris.