Wouldn't it be nice to be a star?
Shinin' and sparklin', looking down the whole and plenty
Being looked up with a telescope
While my sisters busy cutting the rope
Daddy, you can't touch me
Mommy, you can't hate me
I'm a star, get it?
Instead I froze
And I let them, I let them
I let them pick my brain
Twist my arm, cut my throat
And wish me dead
But I'm still thinking
Wouldn't it be nice to be a star?