Play On  
      He wants to be glorified 
      And swallowed in fame 
      He wants to be a hero  
      Like Kurt Cobain 
      Playing his guitar  
      With it hung round his knees 
      The tour bus syndrome 
      The touring disease 

      He stands like a soldier 
      He's ready to charge  
      The young girls he sleeps with 
      Are all a mirage 
      He wants to be wanted 
      But doesn't know why 
      Reality curtains 
      Black out a blue sky 

      Play on play on and eat up the sun 
      Pop up to London and soak up the fun 
      Play on play on with gathering speed 
      Its Saturday night 
      As the ears start to bleed 

      He wants to be famous a 
      And fall when he's young 
      Climbing up ladders 
      Without any rungs 
      Ill in the morning 
      And wasted all day 
      Looking demented 
      With not much to say 

      He pulls out a woman  
      From under his bed 
      Her eyes are like cherries 
      That spin in her head 
      If he hits the jackpot  
      He's in the top ten

      (c) 1998

  • FROM THE ALBUM: Domino.
  • Kurt Cobain: Frontman of early-90s grunge pioneers Nirvana. Died of a self-inflicted gunshot wound in 1995.