Makin' Tracks (original version)

This has been altered

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)