GLASS Songtext
von j solomon

Run of the mill, never been a stunner but
City life, it really did a number on you
Turned you from a runner into a fighting machine
Running your mouth like you were a born sinner
Running out of cash or an appetite for dinner
Getting real skinny but you don′t look like a quitter to me

In a quiet hometown where the birds are always chirping
The Friday night lights bright like it was hurting
Spotlighting directly at the person who
You never thought you'd be
In a cookie cutter house on the cul-de-sac off Maple
A man sits flipping through bills stacked on the table
Daddy′s wallet's getting more and more unstable
But go on, get that college degree


You're gonna show ′em all
You′re gonna be big
You're gonna be a star now baby
Can′t wait to show you off
You're the next big thing
And everybody loves you honey
They′ll spit you out
Once they're done chewing on you
Take it all in now, enjoy it while it lasts
′Til you find out all your dreams are made of glass

In a Chinatown studio running out of money
Met the brown-haired tomcats, indie skater dummies
And the art school airhead Steven Spielberg junkies too
On a crosstown bus with the rainy day commuters
Rehearsing lines to a blank screen computer
And clearing your daydream mind of the producer saying
"You're perfect for the role"

You're gonna show ′em all
You′re gonna show 'em all
You′re gonna be big
You're gonna be a star now baby
Can′t wait to show you off
You're the next big thing
And everybody loves you honey
They′ll spit you out
Once they're done chewing on you
Take it all in now, enjoy it while it lasts
'Til you find out all your dreams are made of glass