Said you’d been born somebody rich
A royal flush, you’re one
While counting every stitch
I bet that’s just no fun
An empty mind, an empty heart
It’s crystal clear that you
Would never play a part
You know, you know it’s true
Yeah, people were laughing behind your back
Oh, one step away, don’t know where you’re at
You wanna be someone
Ya think that you’ve got it made
You’re like an empty gun
You’re not thing you portrayed
Walking through paradise out of your head
You wanna be someone
You know it’s all in your mind
You’re not the seventh son
Although you crossed every line
Writing the stories that no-one has read
We’re all just men that have to face
We’re not above, don’t act
Don’t give that false embrace
You smiled just to distract
Well you believe there’s just one way
So take it to the end
‘Cause that what fools would say
You know, you just pretend
Yeah, are you still preaching, is that a fact
You, Gideon’s bible and zodiac
You wanna be someone
Ya think that you’ve got it made
You’re like an empty gun
You’re not thing you portrayed
Walking through paradise out of your head
You wanna be someone
You know it’s all in your mind
You’re not the seventh son
Although you crossed every line
Writing the stories that no-one has read
A selfish man making plans to screw the never never
Always obsessed trying to get what he can
A selfish man thinking he’s the one to be so clever
Might be well dressed but he don’t understand
You wanna be someone
Ya think that you’ve got it made
You’re like an empty gun
You’re not thing you portrayed
Walking through paradise out of your head
You wanna be someone
You know it’s all in your mind
You’re not the seventh son
Although you crossed every line
Writing the stories that no-one has read