You were working on your space craft,
You said they never understood,
Your plight to take on Hollywood

But I'm aware,
I know exactly what you're doing there,
It fits you like a rubber glover,
And you think you'll find some kind of love.

George why can't we go back to the way we used to be?

You won't be needing your heart,
Now it's all over the front page,
And you pour it out all over the stage,
And they'll love you while they chase,
But you won't know you ass from your face.

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