To Be Someone (Didn't We Have a Nice Time)

To be someone must be a wonderful thing

A famous footballer, a rock singer

Or a big film star

Yes, I think I would like that

To be rich and have lots of fans

Have lots of girls to prove that I'm a man

And be number one

And liked by everyone

Getting drugged up with my trendy friends

They really dig me, man, and I dig them

And the bread I spend is like my fame

It's quickly diminished

There's no more swimming in a guitar shaped pool

No more reporters at my beck and call

No more cocaine, now it's only ground chalk

No more taxis, now we'll have to walk

But didn't we have a nice time?

Didn't we have a nice time?

Oh, wasn't it such a fine time?

I realise I shoulda stuck to my guns

Instead shit out to be one of the bastard sons

And lose myself, I know it was wrong

But it's cost me a lot

There's no more drinking when the club shuts down

I'm out on my arse with the rest of the clowns

It's really frightening without a bodyguard

So I stay confined to my lonely room

But didn't we have a nice time?

Didn't we have a nice time?

Oh, wasn't it such a fine time?

To be someone must be a wonderful thing