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2012

OK, I 'm about a week late posting this, but wanted to wish ALL readers a really happy and prosperous 2012!

To all home educators - I hope you have planned this term's lessons and are having happy times at home with your offspring :)

Sir Walter Scott

All men who have turned out worth anything have had the chief hand in their own education. - Sir Walter Scott

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

Making Tracks

Making Tracks

Looking in the mirror, wanna look like mummy

Lipstick on my face, looking very funny

Smiling as the world goes by

Wanna be a super star singer

Wanna be everyone’s winner

High hopes, making tracks

Wanna be famous

Don’ wanna go back

To being nothing

Nothing at all

I want loads of fans

And be standing tall

Everyone looking at ME

Looking in the mirror, fixing my hair

Going on the stage, all my friends are there

Smiling, looking cute

Wanna be a superstar,

Wanna be a pop star

In a studio making tracks

Gonna be famous

Don’ wanna go back

To bein’ nothing

Nothin at all

I want loads of fans

And be standing tall

Everyone staring at ME

Looking in the paper, I see my face

Night on the town, I look a disgrace

No longer smiling

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

Looking in the mirror, high as a kite

Snorting coke, injecting China White

I feel like I am Dynamite

Never thought I’d go this far

Is this really the life of a star?

In a dark place, feelin small and lonely

Making tracks with a heroin needle

Wanna go back

Wanna be what I was

Wanna be that girl

Playing at being mummy

Life just ain’t funny

Anymore!

Written by me (Carolyn Davison) on 25th July 2011 (10:30am)

Thought!

Taking steps forward takes you into the unknown!

Taking steps back keeps you in your comfort zone!

Be adventurous today and step outside your comfort zone - life is an adventure!

I Want to be an Alien, an excerpt.MOV