I saw your name in the paper
There was quiet a blow
Your mother must be happy
They said you stole the show
You always did have talent
You always did work hard
Now is new you'd prefer
A place on the front yard
Maybe you'll get famous
Maybe you'll get rich
That's alright, don't be afraid
Lots of us got that each
Lots of us really need it
Yeah, we really need it bad
Lots of us are desperate
And lots of us are sad
Take the money, take the love
Take all the people give
The people all are dying
But somehow you help them lived
The people will destroy you
That love will turn to hate
But right now you must scratch it
Your rich that's grown so great
Make yourself a hero
It's heroes people crave
Make yourself a master
But know you are a slave
I saw your name in the paper
I saw your name in the paper
I saw your name in the paper
I saw your name in the paper
I saw your name in the paper
I saw your name in the paper
Ahh