[Lyrics: Phil Mogg, Music: Jeff Kollman & Pete Way]
I keep having the nightmare,
Luck keeps closing the door
These wild dreams and illusions
spill out over the floor
Could've been a big time in the city,
Should've been chairman of the board
Could've been the king of all before me,
A baron, a duke, a princely lord
The street looks the same,
True greatness brings on the strain
One more sparkling wine (sparkling wine),
I'll be feeling all right
Rolling on like a train
Over and over again.
Could've been a real sharp politician,
Would've been adored and kissed by all,
Could've been a global TV magnate,
Live forever at the ball
And our streets looks the same,
True greatness brings on the strain
One more sparkling wine (sparkling wine)
I'll be feeling all right
Rolling on like a train, over and over again
Sun-kissed beach before me, with lovers writhing in the sand
Final curtain's closing, walking into the sunset hand in hand
Could've been a s**y famous singer,
In a land where all singers rule
Should've been the greatest onscreen lover,
My girlie fans would faint and drool
One more sparkling wine,
Going out of my mind
I'm rolling on like a train over and over again
One more sparkling wine (sparkling wine),
I'll be feeling all right
Rolling on alike a train, over and over again
[fading out:]
One more sparkling wine (sparkling wine)
(something) all of the time
Rambling on like a train over and over again
(sparkling wine)