A keresés eredménye

Stolen my dreams

Hey you, I saw you in the pa... Huh?
 
Hey you, I saw you in the papers
You were speaking at some film expert fair
If they so gave me a hundred grand
I would never go and listen to you
 
I see you smile on all pictures
On the radio you speak of the artist's calling
I have my puny film with cones
That I did five years ago - that is all
 
I also wanted a house when I was little
Wanted to make my own mark
And fly around the entire globe
And write autographs in Cannes
But almost nobody knows who I am
 
Hey you, what do you make a week?
It's probably more than I do in a year
And every day I ride the bus
You brag about biking beside the pier
 
And I never have anything to say
But fuck me, neither do you
A harangue of empty phrases
To impress all the journalists and models
 
I also wanted my own island when I was little
And for everyone to love me
But you have stolen my dreams
And everyone thinks they were made for you
And almost nobody knows who I am
 
And space is scarce on the top
Far up there where the air is clear
Where you sit and piss down on
Us poor bastards who were left behind
 
My best friend is sick with cancer
At least none of us can evade that
And when I see how you get older
It sometimes soothes my roaring mind
 
I also wanted a life when I was little
And to accomplish something vast
But you have stolen my dreams
And now time goes by so fast