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.
