To be someone must be a wonderful thing

A famous footballer or rock singer

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

To be rich and have lots of fans

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

To be No. 1 - and liked by everyone

Getting drugged up with my trendy friends

They really dig me and I dig them

And the money I've spent - is like my fame - it's quickly gone

No more swimming in a guitar shaped pool

No more reporters at my back and call

No more cocaine, now it's only ground chalk

I can't afford the taxis so I'll have to walk

Didn't I have a nice time?

Wasn't it such a nice time?

I can't remember if I had a nice time

I realized should have stuck to my guns

Instead shit out be one of the bastard sons

And lose myself - I know that it was wrong - and it's costed me a lot

And there's no more drinking after the club shuts down

I'm now at my arse with the rest of the clowns

I get really scared without my bodyguard

So I stay confined to my lonely room

Didn't I have a nice time?

Wasn't it such a nice time?

Didn't I have a nice time?

Oh wasn't it such a nice time?

I can't remember if I had a nice time

To be someone must me a wonderful thing