Didn't seem much
To get all worked up about
Something I said
Made us scream and shout
We've been here before
Wasn't such a big deal then
You forgave me
Thought you'd forgive again
But this time around
It seems You've made a stnd
I'm putting my foot down
On shifting sand
It's a situation
I'm not used to
Watching your front door
Is what I've been reduced to
Fame and fortune
Doesn't come that easily
You're the one who said
Enjoy it while You're free
Breathe in the air
The lights, the smoke, the band
The thrill of the audience
Eating from my outstretched hand
But lately I have to say
The juices haven't flowed
The needle's on empty
The car has left the road
The source of my aura
Was the faith I had in you
Now I just wonder
How on earth I continue
The people' number one
But what the hell for?
A nation's favourite son
But what the hell for?
I exercise my power
But what the hell for?
I've reached the final hour
But what the hell for?
Three whole weeks
Guess I have to face the fact
Hope has gone
Of her ever coming back
There's just two immortal lines
I'm thinking of
You love the thing you kill
And you kill the thing you love
Striving, driving
Sweeping all before me
So people I think that matter
Just can't ignore me
Never let go
No compromises
Now who can deny
Life's full of surprises
The people's number one
But what the hell for?
A nation's favourite son
But what the hell for?
I exercise my power
But what the hell for?
I've reached the final hour
But what the hell for?
Writer(s): Peter Hary, Akos Kovacs, Feher Solyom Zenemukiado Bt
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