Caruso

No I'm not myself today. Je suis salome.... I am romantic Je suis apollo.... I am gigantic Hey! stronzo I'm standing next to you in the supermarket Yeah! you are obvious. I am obliviousSalome apollo in technicolour I walked on the moon to touch the stars A legend in my lifetime. Oh momma! my rosa! from an early age I was used and abused no more those bad reviews Take me back to '72 my coo ca choo Oh! ignorance was bliss Spunk-a-flow to the joy of my first kissI'm not me.... I'm not me.... I'm not me.... not me.... Non sono io!Oh mi lord I'm so bored what's on the t.v.? Do we really need these pissy pop stars When there's not enough of me! Oh dada my dali un chen de lou lou.... I am the art in your party Not a twist cap sniffing bore. It's tough in the queue it's as unto a platform shoe Oh! trampled underfoot I'm fred astaire I face the music and dance.I'm not me.... I'm not me.... I'm not me.... not me.... No I'm not myself....todayOh glorioso deliver us not into frustrationSalome apollo in technicolour I walked on the moon to touch the stars. Hey stronzo.... ancora!I'm not me.... I'm not me.... I'm not me.... not me.... Non sono io! Heave ho.... heave ho....Leonardo! marlon brando! machiavelli! And bertolt's belly! A millionaire with curly hair I'm your burning empire.Greta garbo! andy warhol! and his jam-roll! Nero plays his violin seezer his accordianI'm sitting in the bathtub watching the dirty water Swirl down the plughole.... and on my stereo.... ....is caruso.