Superstar Lyrics

Superstar

Miguel sits at the corner store with skin like
Terra cotta pottery waiting for a bus, a bus
With a hat Billy Jack's and smile like
Freddie Prinze he comes he goes with the
Dust looking out his window world as the
Desert skies open up and introduce the stars
That dance in a space but he falls fast asleep
With a dream that he keeps underneath his pillowcase,

Underneath his pillowcase carry me
Who ever you are waiting with the masses for
The rites of passage wishing on a superstar
Stacy adds to her billfold slides down a brass
Pole for free drinks and a bigger tip, so tip
Posing from a good home that haunts when
She's all alone she sheds what she can not
Strip she sheds what she wants to strip
Show us the way cause cause we want to be loved
And we want to be saved and we all want to
Be o.k. but we don't have the means to pay Miguel sits
At the corner store smoking on a cigarette he
Takes a drag puts her hands on his back and
They walk towards Hollywood and they walk
Like they're Hollywood