Lyrics A Star Is Bored - Paul Westerberg

A Star Is Bored

He gets up in the darkness
And he calls out, «where am i?
«He looks down from the heavens
And hes tired of the sky
Five hundred lonely years ago
He shone blue and bright
And its killing him to know
That youre seeing it tonight
In his room no one blesses
He undresses his award
To the moon he confesses,
«im going down there for sure»
A star is bored
Hes dreaming in the valley
And hes shaking in the stream
Hes shining in the alley
And theyre kissing his golden feet
They ask him, «are you famous?
««youve answered that, you know»
They tell him he looks nervous
He says, «you look too close»
And the place where hes staying
Shoves his dinner in the hall
The number that hes dialing
Hell really wanna call
He gets down and starts praying
Like they taught him, to the wall, «oh, lord»
A star is bored.