Superstar Songtext
von Clutter

Rainy roads and boring towns
Nothing′s ever felt this right
Ah I want to pour my heart out
For this is what I've dreamt a long time
Hair′s a mess of washed out pink
Dirty make-up, gin and tonics
Girliest girls in all of Glasgow
Mary Janes and quiet love
Psych rock angels, how I love them
I am always, so overwhelmed


Tiny shorts and tattoos breathing
Why is England always freezing?
One day if I settle down
I will come back to the town
I grew up in, how I hate it
Keep on moving til we make it
(It's a race and i'm not winning, life′s unfair but we′re still grinning
Thank you, Ha Ha. Modest women. Never know one, til you've been them)
They talk of sexy girls a lot
Then ask me why I′m all dressed up

Oh darling boy how can't you see
It′s the way you look at me
Childish talks and lipstick stains
We'll do anything it takes
But I′m not your sweetheart girl
I know what I deserve
Psych rock angels, how I love them
I am always, so overwhelmed
Tiny shorts and tattoos breathing
Why is England always freezing?

One day if I settle down
I will come back to the town
I grew up in, how I hate it
Keep on moving til we make it
(I will never be a star, rotting in this fucking car
I am thankful swear to god, please just give me more applause)