Wanna Make a Star, Sam? Wanna Make a Star, Sam? They're gonna queue for miles To see your smiley smiles And all those single files Are gonna make you piles of bread Better dead than in the red
Wanna make a star, Sam? Wanna make a star, Sam? You'll see a hero rise as every villain dies They're gonna fill their eyes five-times life size - plus blood Five-times nothin' can't be good.