To be someone must be a wonderful thing

A famous footballer a rock singer

Or a big film star, yes I think that I would like

I would like that

To be rich and have a lot of fans

And lots of girls to prove that I'm a man

To be number one - and loved by everyone



Getting drugged up with my trendy friends

They really dig me, man, and i dig them

And the bread I spend, it is like my fame, it's quickly diminished



No more swimming in my guitar shaped pool

No more reporters at my beck and call

No more cocaine, now it's only ground chalk

and no more taxis now we have to walk



Didn't I have a nice time

Wasn't it such a nice time

Didn't I have a nice time



I realize I should have stuck to my guns

You shit me out like one of the bastard sons

And I lost myself, but I knew it was wrong

And it cost me a lot



Theres no more drinking when the club shuts down

And I'm out here on my arse with the rest of the clowns

Im really scared without my bodyguard

And I'm sitting all alone in my expensive yard



Didn't I have a nice time

Wasn't it such a nice time

Didn't I have a nice time

Wasn't it such a nice time

I remember it was a nice time

To be someone must be a wonderful thing