The flowers in this city
Don't smell like anything
Why would that be? Why would that be?
And all the girls are so pretty
Why would that be? Why would that be?
Being a popstar never lasts for you
It doesn't make me sad, it makes me feel tender
Not forever then to be a star and shine
I'll laugh when I'm 80 and look back
A madman's laugh has never scared me
I fear more the one who lies or the one who laughs little
If you're 60 and you freak when a woman flexes
That means you haven't learned anything, that means you have a problem
Being a popstar never lasts for you
It doesn't make me sad, it makes me feel tender
That if I'm in this it's to break
And if I break with this, then I'll break
And that there's only risk if there's something to lose
Flames are pretty because they don't have to burn
And fire is pretty because it breaks everything