Josh Joplin Group - Superstar Lyrics
Miguel sits at the corner store with skin like terra cotta potteryWaiting for a bus, a busWith a hat like Billy Jack's, a smile like Freddie PrinzHe comes and he goes with the dustLooking out his window world as the desert skies open up and introduceThe stars that dance in spaceBut he falls fast asleep with a dream that he keepsUnderneath his pillow caseCHORUSCarry me whoever you areI'm waiting with masses for the rites of passageAnd wishing on a superstarStacy adds to her billfold and slides down a brass poleFor free drinks and a bigger tipPosing from a good home that haunts when she's all aloneShe sheds what she cannot stripCHORUSShow us the Way, show us the wayCause we want to be loved and we want to be savedAnd we all want to be ok, and we all want to be okBut we don't have the means to payAnd I don't have the means to payCHORUSMiguel sits at the corner store smoking on a cigaretteHe bummed off a punk in gangsta hoodStacy takes a drag and puts her hands on his backAnd they walk like they're Holly woodCHORUS
