I don't know why I'm frightened I know my way around here The cardboard trees, the painted seas The sound here Yes, a world to rediscover But I'm not in any hurry And I need a moment The whispered conversations In overcrowded hallways The atmosphere, as thrilling here As always Feel the early morning madness Feel the magic in the making Yes, everything's as if we never said - I've spent so many mornings Just trying to resist you I'm trembling now, you can't know how I've missed you Missed the fairytale adventure In this ever-spinning playground We were young together I'm coming out of makeup The lights already burning Not long until the camera's will Start turning And the early morning madness And the magic in the making Yes, everything's as if we never said - And this time will be bigger And brighter than we knew it So watch me fly, we all know I Can do it We'll have early morning madness We'll have magic in the making Yes, everything's as if we never said - Everything's as if we never said - Everything's as if we never said Adios

Boom boom boombedy boom Who decorated this room? Let me zoom down that fleshy flume Outside where there's less gloom Shoo shoo shoobedy doo Open up, let me through Don't hold me in, I'm warning you There's no underestimating what I can do Yak yak yakety yak I don't wanna come back I gotta escape from this Alcatraz tomb Cos I'm dying to breathe soon Boom boom boombedy boom Ramalamalama How I'm searching for the grammar To describe that certain glamour That I'm yearning for Do re mi Could you let me out to see That world that I am pining for Tearing at your lining for? Dum dum dumbedy dum When's my day gonna come? I gotta be brave and face my doom Could you shove a big spoon in And pull me out of this womb? Ramalamalama How I'm searching for the grammar To describe that certain glamour That I'm yearning for Do re mi Could you let me out to see That world that I am pining for Tearing at your lining for? Yak yak yakety yak I don't wanna come back I gotta escape from this Alcatraz tomb Cos I'm dying to breathe soon Who put me into this room? Boom boom boombedy boom What will they write on my tomb? "Here lies a person gone too soon But his time was ticking from the moment he got out of the womb" A-boom boomedy boom

You are one of those people Who are happy to drive So you have an excuse not to drink You are one of those people Who have your group of friends And the membership costs them a hell of a lot One of those people who bite things in two Even crisps One of those people who baby their cats [unintelligible sounds] I am one of those people Who avoid those people One of whom is you You are one of those people Who select the salad And then the Cornish pasty at the station You are one of those people Who go to Berlin Just to have been there and to tag yourself One of those people who take their time Putting their purse away Even though there's a sizeable queue So walk away from the counter You are one of those people Who do not care That I don't like those people One of those voices like Myleene Klass One of those voters with no idea And I am one of those people Who must ascertain which people are those people You are one of those people Who don't watch TV, supposedly But you must because you're Charlotte not Miranda You are one of those people Who live to complain Because you love it when you're the star of your own life One of those people who never change Happy as you are One of those people who can't be alone You need to be surrounded And you are one of those people Who'll never know that you are one of those people You are one of those people Who do not know that there are types of people

You're stuck in a deep rut No hope of escape but You've got something special A je ne sais quoi You know Lana was like that Tight top and a cute hat It's lucky they stumbled upon her in that bar Came across that Lana Turner Which brings me to this, to now, to you You've got something special, you're fresh and you're new A damn tricky business but I'll get you through With everything you got, I bet you'll be Lana 2 We'll get you a headshot and plenty of castings A fabulous hairdo and whiten those teeth Audition for Broadway and wow the producers Your name up in lights with the title beneath Perfoming's a blast, you get champagne and flowers And mass adulation when treading the boards They clap for you nightly and only say good things There's minimal work and a load of rewards Minimal work and a load of rewards Your name up in lights It won't happen overnight Let me give you a pointer about this whole business Don't blame other people, you glorified hooker You stupid dumb broad You're awfully lucky to be with an agent There's thousands of girls who would kill for a booker But they're being ignored Which brings me to this, to now, to you I've got you a screen test for Deep Throat 2 A damn tricky business so what can you do? Just a couple blue movies, only a few I got you auditions for many a stage show I want them to like you but clearly they don't It sure ain't my fault if you're hardly a looker I tell you to flash your tits but you won't You turn down the corporates and talent show formats You think you're so special, your head's in a cloud I'm sick and I'm tired of hearing you whining You could be a lapdancer but you're too goddamn proud You're too goddamn proud

No one knows what it is they do But they always do it together No one's sure, least of all these two But they go at it hell for leather Like an egg needs a chick and a chick needs an egg And the human body can't stand on just one leg Inseparable Nothing's irreparable No one knows how No one knows why But you know these two will always be as one Doing it together Off they go on their merry way Never minding whatever the weather No one's sure if they might be gay But who gives a f-lying feather Let's not get ourselves into a stew The occasional prince would rather keep the shoe And Cinders might like girls too You know she might be a lesbian She could like it, she could like it Girl on girl Just picture that, yeah No one knows what it is they do And no one's sure, least of all these two Inseparable Nothing's irreparable No one knows how No one knows why But the icing is too sickly off the bun So stick it back on And you can't have countless holsters for your gun You only need one They'll stay as partners until their days are done Doing it together You know they'll always be together Ro-Ro and Mister G And that's love