Star people
Counting your money till you soul turns green
Star people
Counting the cost of your desire to be seen
I do not count myself among you
I may be living in a dream
It's just seem to many of you
Can't help but hope
There's a difference between, you and me
You're a star
(I'm talking to you)
You're a star
Maybe your mama gave you up boy
(It's the same old same old)
Maybe your daddy didn't love you enough girl
Star people
Never forget your secret safe with me
Just look at all wonderful people
Trying to forget they had to pay for what you see
It's a dream
With a nightmare stuck in the middle
But where would you be
Without all of that attention
You'd die
I'd die
We'd die wouldn't we
(Well wouldn't we)
Big, big star
Should go far
Talk about your mother
Talk about your father
Talk about the people
Who have made you what you are
Talk about your teacher
The bully boy who beat you
Talk about the people who have paid
For that new sports car
Did you get off on a bad foot, baby
Do you have a little tale to tell
Is that why you're a star?
Is that what makes a star?
Nothing comes for nothing, baby
That fame and fortune's heaven sent
And who gives a f*** about your problems, darling
When you can pay the rent
How much is enough?
Counting your money till you soul turns green
Star people
Counting the cost of your desire to be seen
I do not count myself among you
I may be living in a dream
It's just seem to many of you
Can't help but hope
There's a difference between, you and me
You're a star
(I'm talking to you)
You're a star
Maybe your mama gave you up boy
(It's the same old same old)
Maybe your daddy didn't love you enough girl
Star people
Never forget your secret safe with me
Just look at all wonderful people
Trying to forget they had to pay for what you see
It's a dream
With a nightmare stuck in the middle
But where would you be
Without all of that attention
You'd die
I'd die
We'd die wouldn't we
(Well wouldn't we)
Big, big star
Should go far
Talk about your mother
Talk about your father
Talk about the people
Who have made you what you are
Talk about your teacher
The bully boy who beat you
Talk about the people who have paid
For that new sports car
Did you get off on a bad foot, baby
Do you have a little tale to tell
Is that why you're a star?
Is that what makes a star?
Nothing comes for nothing, baby
That fame and fortune's heaven sent
And who gives a f*** about your problems, darling
When you can pay the rent
How much is enough?