Jamie Cullum - I Want To Be A Popstar Lyrics
Why is it all these fakers, seem to make the morning papers?They're selling records by the million, seems so easy in my opinionLook at the Jazz Star, he really needs some gutsPlaying from seven to midnight, surviving on peanutsSelling records by the dozenProbably sold his tenor to make 'emWith artwork designed by his brotherAnd liner notes by his motherTold what to do, miming to a tapeWhile a team of experts make sure you're looking greatTaking a limo to your own private barMy God! I want to be a popstar!Going to get on the TV and go on dates with only the prettyMaybe next year I'll pretend to be gayIll sell more records in a flash that wayMakes no difference if I look like a nutEvery kid in the world is going to copy my haircutIll advertise some trainers, maybe even a carShrude product placement will guarantee I'm a starAn ugly guy will write my songsSurely there is nothing wrongRetiring when I'm 22With a house, a car and nothing to doInstantaneous satisfaction it will beGot no need for artistic credibilityWith this attitude I'm pretty sure to go farMy God! I want to be a popstar!Where's the middle ground?It's hard to make a living with your own true soundWhat road am I going to tread?What the hell would I do instead?There may be no tours in Roma, or a drug-induced designer comaNo teenage girls when show is over, I prefer my women olderMaybe I don't know what I'm talking aboutSometimes it would be nice to play a place and sell outDriving to a gig in my brand new sports carMy God! I want to be a popstar!Maybe it's too easy, to move so quickly so farWho wants to be a popstar?
