You're an all-star A feigned pulsar You look as good as you do You do the best that you can You're a small pyre A spreading wild fire And you will burn down the streets Be everything but discreet
Somebody might say "that boy is a joke" You're only walking a fine line
All you can do is put on your shoes one foot at a time
You're a rock-star An iota bizarre You know more than you know But I won't tell if you don't You're a small town Urbanly sprawling out Everyone's packing up Coming with moving trucks
Somebody might say "that boy is a joke" You're only walking a fine line