Broughton-Mason Laying low, hiding out in Mexico Talking to friends through the eye of a video Scared to loose, surrounded by fools, you're wanting lust to Shout it out, but there's nothing left to talk about Overhearing chance remarks, viewing movies in the dark And so your body stays alive but not your heart Losing all you are, to be a millionaire, a millionaire You remember how it used to be Making you smile like a half-forgotten melody Oh it made you laugh when people pushed for autographs But now it seems your yesterdays Are pictures on a yellow page Now you've found your hideaway Heavy shutters hide the day You've got nothing left to lose except the night Oh yes you've earned the right to be a millionaire A millionaire CHORUS 'Cause you're a millionaire, you've got plenty to spare All the time in the world to go anywhere If you lose it all would you really care? Would it bruise you? 'Cause it's a masquerade in many ways It's like wearing shades on a cloudy day You know it don't make the weather change But it fools you `Cause you're a millionaire, a millionaire And as the sand runs from the gla** And they whisper "gone at last" and the Shadows come and go But never pa** Oh bad times never last, when you're a millionaire A millionaire CHORUS