Pop Star by Eureka Machines Lyrics

I am an artist
I live to feel
And I'd sell my soul if I'd get more than 50p

I am a martyr
I love to seethe
I ain't got no heart to wear my scars upon my sleeve

And I'm on my own
Staring at the phone
I wait in line for the fifteenth time

I wanna be a pop star so my friends all think I'm cool
I'd love to play and disobey the book that holds the rules
I wanna be a pop star so my face is in the news
I hide my eyes but show off my suspicious new tattoos

I wanna be the master
I wanna be the king
So I buy my confidence from a man with a silvery grin
I'm gonna be the leader
I'm gonna rule all I survey
But I'll sell my mum and dad for my fifteen minutes of fame

I'm all alone
Scared of being unknown
Waiting for the call that'll end it all

I recognise
I'm second prize
I wait in line for the fifty-seventh time

I wanna be a pop star so my friends all think I'm cool
I doubt my Geography degree will be of any use
I wanna be a pop star, wear my sunglasses at night
Splash my cash so I can smash guitars which you might like

What's in your eyes?
What's in your sigh?
There's no story it's just boring, it's another wannabe

What's in your heart?
What's in your art?
There's no passion it's just fashion and a cue to change the key

And now that I'm a pop star all my friends think I'm so cool
They only see me on the TV being interviewed
And now that I'm a pop star all the people hear me sing
I can't hit all the high notes so I hope they all join in
And now that I'm a pop star all my friends think I'm so cool
I hope they never see me on my tour of primary schools
And now that I'm a pop star all the people hear me sing
I'll trade this serenade for being someone that means a thing