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We Are Not Stars - Perry Blake/Graham Murphy
I could kill a hundred times a day
Just to find something that
I would want to save
Don't you know who owns the stars
Controls the sea
When I stop to catch it all it passes me
We are not stars
We're nothing but descendants
Of butlers and attendants
Naa naa naa
We are like cars
Rusting in a graveyard
With some forgotten saviours
I could host a funeral tonight
Lift her dress and kiss her
While she's still alive
She who kept a swallow in her mouth
Just to make it think that
It was flying south
We are not stars
We're nothing but descendants
Of butlers and attendants
Naa naa naa
We are like cars
Rusting in a graveyard
With some forgotten saviours
Naa naa nanaaa
Naa naa nanaaa
Naa naa nanaaa
Naa naa nanaaa
Ohhooo
Ohhooo
We are not stars
We're nothing but descendants
Of butlers and attendants
Naa naa naa
We are like cars
Rusting in a graveyard
With some forgotten saviours
Naa naa naa
We are not stars
We're nothing but descendants
We're nothing but descendants
We're nothing but descendants
We're nothing but descendants
Nothing but descendants