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