Makin' Tracks (Final Version)

Lookin' in the mirror, wanna look like my mummy
Lipstick on my face, lookin' very funny
When I grow up, wanna make lots of money
Wanna be a superstar
Wanna be a pop star

High hopes, makin' tracks
Wanna be famous
Don' wanna go back
To bein' nothin',
Nothin' at all
I want loads of fans
And be standin' tall
Everythin' revolvin' 'round ME!

Lookin' in the mirror, fixin' my hair,
Goin' on the stage, all my friends are there!
Livin' my life as if I don' care
Gonna be a superstar
Gonna be a pop star

In a studio makin' tracks
Don' wanna go back
To bein' nothin'
Nothin' at all
I want loads of fans
And be standin' tall
Everythin' revolvin' round ME!

Lookin' in the camera, paps in my face
Night on the town, I act a disgrace
Smokin' the dragon; I like to chase
Wish I was no superstar
Wish I was no pop star

Somebody stop me in my tracks
Do I wanna be famous?
Please let me go back
To bein' nothin'
Nothin' at all
Where nobody knew me
Where I could be small

Lookin' in the mirror, high as a kite
Snortin' coke, injectin' China White
I begin to feel like Dynamite
Never thought I'd go this far
Do I wanna be a star?

Makin' tracks with a heroin needle
Doin' drugs - an unnecessary evil
It ain't good cos it's illegal
I really wanna go back
To bein' nothin'
Nothin' at all
Where nobody knew me
Where I could be small

Lookin' in my coffin, tears in their eyes
Deep in their heart it was no surprise
They really wished I had been wise
They never thought I'd go this far
They always thought I'd be a star

Wheels under my casket, making tracks
To the six foot hole, deep and black
They all wanted me to go back
To bein' nothin'
Nothin' at all
Where nobody knew me
Where I could be small



©Carolyn Davison 2011