I was born in Flatland, U.S.A.
And all my dreams led me to L.A.
Another case of rags to riches:
I learned to throw some fancy pitches,
And I found out what ain't, and which is,
Just exactly cool.
Heaven help the fool --
Guess I showed the sons of bitches.
Heaven help the fool --
Got a place in Malibu --
Like you've never seen.
Pickin' out your lady friends --
>From Penthouse magazine.
You ought to see the chrome gleam
On my Mercedes, all shiny and new.
Hey, I'm the jack of diamonds,
The boy with all the clues.
Lotta pretty vanity -- No, not me.
Glorified insanity -- No, not me.
Fool!
I'm a hyper-survivor, fast driver, stardriver,
Heaven help the fool --
Professional gimme-fiver.
Heaven help the fool --
Anything that you want to be
You can buy, even get it free.
Make yourself a smoother dancer.
Fill your head with easy answers.
Never a backward glancer,
It's you who make the rules.
Heaven help the fool --
Never a backward glancer.
Heaven help the fool --
Heaven help the fool --
Heart of a star
That's what you are --
You can trade your soul for an electric guitar.
Fool!
Lotta pretty vanity--
No, not me.
Fool!
Glorified insanity--
No, not me.
When they offer golden apples,
Are you sure you'll refuse?
Heaven help the fool --
Just like a deaf man dancin',
Like a blind man shootin' pool.
Heaven help the fool -- |
