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