To Be Someone (Didn't We Have A Nice Time)

To be someone must be a wonderful thing
 A famous footballer or rock singer
 Or a big film star
 Yes, I think I would like that
 To be rich and have lots of fans
 Have lots of girls, to prove
 That I'm a man
 And be number one
 And liked by everyone
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 Getting drugged up with my trendy friends
 They really dig me, man
 And I dig them
 And the bread I spend
 Is like my fame
 Its quickly diminished
 And there's no more swimming in a guitar-shaped pool
 No more reporters
 At my beck and call
 No more Cocaine
 Now it's only ground chalk
 No more taxis
 Now we'll have to walk
 But didn't we have a nice time?
 Didn't we have a nice time?
 Oh, wasn't it such a fine time?
 I realise I should have stuck to my guns
 Instead of shit out to be one of the bastard sons
 And lose myself
 I know it was wrong
 But it's cost me a lot
 There's no more drinking
 When the club shuts down
 I'm out on my arse
 With the rest of the clowns
 It's really frightening
 Without a bodyguard
 So I stay confined to my lonely room
 But didn't we have a nice time?
 Didn't we have a nice time?
 Oh, wasn't it such a fine time?
 To be someone must be a wonderful thing