(N.Walusko)
When I saw you in a
Mirror humming like a
Jet plane coming overhead
A rooftop faraway at night
Coming coming coming bright
Like a swirly eye-shape on
A simulated wood-grain god
In a dazzling form of flames
Recurring dream where I saw you
And nothing happens but I do
See the sun
In your heart
Feel the shine
Above
And if she laughs with happy
Little bubble colors
Bursting silent like a star
Shut your eyes and some things change
Skeletons will r
To Be Someone
To be someone must be a wonderful thing
A famous footballer a rock singer
Or a big film star, yes I think that I would like
I would like that
To be rich and have a lot of fans
And lots of girls to prove that I'm a man
To be number one - and loved by everyone
Getting drugged up with my trendy friends
They really dig me, man, and i dig them
But the money that I spent, it is like my fame, and it's quickly gone
No more swimming in my guitar shaped pool
No more reporters at my beck and call
No more cocaine, now it's only ground chalk
and I can't afford a taxi so i'll have to walk
Didn't I have a nice time
Wasn't it such a nice time
I can't remember if i had a nice time
I realize I should have stuck to my guns
You shit me out just like a bastard son
And I lost myself, and I know that it was wrong
And it cost me a lot
no more drinking cos now the club shuts down
And I'm out here on my arse with the rest of the clowns
I get really scared without my bodyguard
And I'm sitting all alone in my expensive yard
Didn't I have a nice time
Wasn't it such a nice time
Didn't I have a nice time
Wasn't it such a nice time
I remember if I had a nice time
To be someone must be a wonderful thing