An inspirational tirade against me How to explain my life? Girls to the left of me boys to the right of me neither husband nor wife
Though the days are filled with pain there is no one who'll explain why I'm coming under friendly fire shot in the fatal cause of rock-and-roll but there's no-one, really no-one, to say: Why I endure under force majeure slandered without shame or tact I who studied make-up, mime and Buddha who taught two generations to react
About me the critics lied I ignored them and survived in spite of coming under friendly fire shot in the fatal cause of rock-and-roll But there's nothing, really nothing, to deny
When I look back my eyes are filled with tears Danger to mascara, applause to my peers
When fame sustained me and arenas acclaimed me I floated through life on a cloud of love and insanity and pagan profanity before a worshipping crowd
Now my status is ill-defined As an icon I'm inclined to be coming under friendly fire shot in the fatal cause of rock-and-roll but whatever dull or clever points they've scored I have never, oh no never, been ignoredTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
