Superfabulous

Won't you wake me up from this Yeah, come on You can turn it on Yeah, come on Wake me up, wake me up Wake me up, wake me up Yeah, come on You can turn it on Yeah, come on But you never really die Flashbulbs go off in my face Thank a small town with disgrace Just how did it come to this All I seen is a vacant face It goes over and over and over and over Yeah, it's something beautiful Over and over, goes over and over Yeah, still something beautiful, mystical Used to be so beautiful And pretty goddam truthful to You once said that I was deep Well, that was before I walked asleep Won't you wake me up from this All I need is a prince to kiss Then my beauty'll be back mine It's my soul, my soul I'll find Goin' Nike, Nike, Italy, France Romance The situation, the situation is: Beethoven, roll over... It goes over and over and over and over Yeah, it's something beautiful Over and over, goes over and over Yeah, still something beautiful, mystical [Spoken] BT: What? I don't fuckin' think so! Rose: I'm not kidding! ...do you think this experience will... BT: Wait, but you flipped him off, to start with. Rose: I don't think the rest of them knew who I was, only the driver; the group was standing back. Bt: You flipped of the driver, who was a monk, at the Getty Museum, and then they wanted to take pictures with you? Rose: All the rest of them did. Stars collide and steal my fate I'm the one they'll all embrace I get down on my knees and pray To think of your love some day Silver's tarnished - blackened now But I have faith I'll have my crown Don't listen to sirens sing Keep my truth I will take with me Yeah, come on... you can turn it on Yeah, come on... but you never really die Yeah, come on... turn it on Yeah, come on... but you never really die Yeah, come on... turn it on Yeah, come on... but you never really die It goes over and over and over and over Yeah, it's something beautiful Over and over, goes over and over Yeah, still something beautiful, mystical