I wanna be a pop star.

I wanna say yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah yeah!
To the questions no one asks
I wanna be a pop star (Yeah!)
I wanna wear the mask

I wanna join the glitterati
And fly prema donna class
I wanna be a pop star (Yeah!)
I wanna wear the mask

I wanna tell the world my story
Trade in hardship for hard cash
I wanna be a pop star (Yeah!)
I wanna wear the mask

I wanna be adored and whored out
Selling jeans with my finely shaped ass
I wanna be a pop star (Yeah!)
I wanna wear the mask

I wanna burn out before I fade away
Die young and live large and fast
I wanna be a pop star (Yeah!)
I wanna wear the mask

I wanna make the front page news
Trump the earthquakes and the war in Iraq
I wanna be a pop star (Yeah!)
I wanna wear the mask

I gotta be something bigger than just one man
Gotta blow myself up just as huge as I can
I wanna be up there where the heavens are
Don’t wanna be a man
I wanna be a pop star

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