Lyric Caruso

no, i m not myself today.
je suis salome.... i am romantic
je suis apollo.... i am gigantic
hey! stronzo,
i m standing next to you in the supermarket
yeah! you are obvious. i am oblivious

salome, apollo, in technicolour
i walked on the moon to touch the stars,
a legend in my lifetime.
oh momma! my rosa! from an early age
i was used and abused, no more those bad reviews
take me back to 72 my coo ca choo,
oh! ignorance was bliss,
spunk-a-flow, to the joy of my first kiss

i m not me.... i m not me.... i m not me.... not me....
non sono io!

oh mi lord, i m so bored, what s on the t.v.?
do we really need these pissy pop stars
when there s not enough of me!
oh dada, my dali, un chen de lou lou....
i am the art in your party,
not a twist cap sniffing bore.
it s tough in the queue, it s as unto a platform shoe,
oh! trampled underfoot,
i m fred astaire, i face the music and dance.

i m not me.... i m not me.... i m not me.... not me....
no i m not myself....today

oh glorioso deliver us not into frustration

salome, apollo, in technicolour,
i walked on the moon to touch the stars.
hey stronzo.... ancora!

i m not me.... i m not me.... i m not me.... not me....
non sono io!
heave ho.... heave ho....

leonardo! marlon brando! machiavelli!
and bertolt s belly!
a millionaire with curly hair, i m your burning empire.

greta garbo! andy warhol! and his jam-roll!
nero plays his violin, seezer his accordian

i m sitting in the bathtub watching the dirty water
swirl down the plughole.... and on my stereo....
....is caruso.