When you were little, like other children
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You knew life started at thirty
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So you wanted to grow up and give it to everyone
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And then you were thirty and it ended up funny
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You had your ambitions and your vision
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Simply everything that precedes a life crisis
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Because even if you obey the highest principles
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It won't help you against chips
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What big shoulders do and claim to mean something
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To catch a dairy cow and suck on the udder
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While you have your sensitive soul
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And red ears and you have no idea
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That if instead of grinding your elbows
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You only pour out your wisdom under your breath
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And you're sitting in the corner with the other morons
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And everyone else will overtake you
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YOU WANTED TO BE A COOL, to be divine
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BE SUPERSTAR and outrageously famous
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FEEL IN, like a boss
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AND HAVE EVERYTHING EVERYTHING
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BE THE BEST
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YOU'RE COOL in the fence
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YOU ARE A SUPERSTAR and you grow older day by day
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DO YOU FEEL INVENTION simple
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AND YOU HAVE EVERYTHING EVERYTHING
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YOU'RE MOST BOTTOM
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When you were little, you had something to say
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But no one met your words
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It's nice to rely on fate, though
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But dear gold, it's just out of here
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When you don't look like you have your star on the sidewalk in Hollywood
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Sorry buddy, no entry
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The gate of paradise will remain closed to you
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The others will enjoy and you will be a horseradish
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You were young and promising, but youth is on the move
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You have lost your illusions and your words have weight
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And now how do you expect any prize for your effort?
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Just come to terms with the fact that life has taken you down
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And the old man knocks on the door
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And the alarm clock says it's time for people without a spine
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What are they doing gestures and the level is clear
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And the others will be left without dinner
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YOU WANTED TO BE A COOL, to be divine
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BE SUPERSTAR and outrageously famous
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FEEL IN, like a boss
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AND HAVE EVERYTHING EVERYTHING
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BE THE BEST
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YOU'RE COOL in the fence
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YOU ARE A SUPERSTAR and you grow older day by day
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DO YOU FEEL INVENTION simple
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AND YOU HAVE EVERYTHING EVERYTHING
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YOU'RE MOST BOTTOM
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You say life is a permanent galley
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But is
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That's pretty much to endure when you pour
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Because there is hope hidden in alcohol
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You say that stupid period will pass
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And no, no, and no, no, and no, no, and no, no
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That you don't have a corrupt life yet
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That you'll get some more points somewhere
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When you were little, you wanted to be big
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You did it now, so don't fucking cry anymore
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You're not the only one waiting for oak leaves to fall off
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And dry your mouth, so welcome to the club
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We also knew their price and it was not cheap
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We felt inspiration hanging in the air
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But it wasn't inspiration, it was smog
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And we ended up under the influence of drugs instead of in the Hall of Fame
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We also wanted roast beef and we only have bacon
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And for the tenth time we enter the same river
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That's the way it goes, but we're on the same boat
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And we can withstand every storm when there is something to smoke
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Come on, get up and get off the mattress
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Life ended at thirty, now the fun begins
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Welcome to the losers and sing with us
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On a long journey into the unknown
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I WANTED TO BE A COOL, to be divine
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BE SUPERSTAR and outrageously famous
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FEEL IN, like a boss
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AND HAVE EVERYTHING EVERYTHING
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BE THE BEST
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I AM COOL in the fence
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I am a SUPERSTAR and I grow old day by day
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I FEEL INVENTION prost
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AND I HAVE EVERYTHING
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I 'm probably at the bottom |