[Verse 1]
Breaks like glass but not in your hand
Shoot you down right where you stand
And it don't care for what you wear
Or which way you might sway
It calls you up but not on the phone
And it will drag you from your throne
[Pre-Chorus]
And you may laugh while you sit there
Sipping your champagne
And they all laugh at your despair
Sniffing your cocaine
I'm a man of choice in an old Rolls Royce
And I'm howling at the moon
Is my happening too deafening
For you? For you?
[Chorus]
It's maybe the fame
It's forgotten your name
It's sees you cry
You never did explain
And I remain
Blowing through you
Like a hurricane
Breaks like glass but not in your hand
Shoot you down right where you stand
And it don't care for what you wear
Or which way you might sway
It calls you up but not on the phone
And it will drag you from your throne
[Pre-Chorus]
And you may laugh while you sit there
Sipping your champagne
And they all laugh at your despair
Sniffing your cocaine
I'm a man of choice in an old Rolls Royce
And I'm howling at the moon
Is my happening too deafening
For you? For you?
[Chorus]
It's maybe the fame
It's forgotten your name
It's sees you cry
You never did explain
And I remain
Blowing through you
Like a hurricane
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