Caruso

<br>No, I`m not myself today.<br>Je suis Salome... I am romantic<br>Je suis Apollo... I am gigantic<br>Hey! Stronzo,<br>I`m standing next to you in the supermarket<br>Yeah! Your are obvious, I am oblivious<br>Salome, Apollo, in Technicolour<br>I walked on the moon to touch the stars,<br>A legend in my lifetime.<br>Oh momma! My Rosa! From an early age<br>I was used and abused, no more those bad reviews<br>Take me back to `72 my coo ca choo,<br>Oh! Ignorance was bliss,<br>Spunk-a-flow, to the joy of my first kiss<br>I`m not me... I`m not me... I`m not me... not me...<br>Non sono io!<br>Oh my lord, I`m so bored, what`s on the TV?<br>Do we really need these pissy popstars<br>When there`s not enough of me!<br>Oh Dada, my Dali, un chien de Lou Lou...<br>I am the art in your party,<br>Not a twist cap sniffing bore.<br>It`s tough in the queue, it`s as unto a platform shoe,<br>Oh! Trampled underfoot,<br>I`m Fred Astaire, I face the music and dance.<br>I`m not me... I`m not me... I`m not me... not me...<br>No I`m not myself... today<br>Oh glorioso deliver us not into frustration<br>Salome, Apollo, in Technicolour,<br>I walked on the moon to touch the stars.<br>Hey Stronzo... Ancora!<br>I`m not me... I`m not me... I`m not me... not me...<br>Non sono io!<br>Heave ho... heave ho...<br>Leonardo! Marlon Brando! Machiavelli!<br>And Bertolt`s Belly!<br>A millionaire with curly hair, I`m your burning empire.<br>Greta Garbo! Andy Warhol! And his jam-roll!<br>Nero plays his violin, Seezer his accordian<br>I`m sitting in the bathtub watching the dirty water<br>Swirl down the plughole... and on my stereo...<br>..is Caruso.