You say the sky isn´t crying,
No way the world is agonizing,
My revolution´s getting boring now.
You say I´m a loser, no one likes me,
Instead of dreaming, should be working,
But your heart of stone ain´t brought you far, so Far.

Who do you think you are?
Some kind of Superstar?
Who do you think you are?
You´d better change your mind before you hit the ground,
Or go to hell with your body of lies!

You smoke inside, don´t pay your taxes,
Won´t follow the rules, you do as you please,
Well bad news my friend, it´s time to take the blame.
You ain´t got guts, you´re making me sick,
A good kick in your mind would be ecstatic,
You gotta mouth but you should keep it shut. Keep it shut.

Who do you think you are?
Some kind of Superstar?
Who do you think you are?
You´d better change your mind before you hit the ground,
Or go to hell with your body of lies!

You say the sky isn´t crying,
No way the world is agonizing,
My revolution´s getting boring now.

Who do you think you are?
Some kind of Superstar?
Who do you think you are?
You´d better change your mind before you hit the ground,
Or go to hell with your body of lies!