Swingin' from the gallows of society
The prince of suburban dynasty
It's a sea of whispers when I come to town
With an entourage to compliment my frown
Never been to California
Wilson was as far as I got that way
Never been to New Orleans
And all that Jazz, you know what I mean
I won't go from door to door for pity
I climb up to the rooftops of this fair city
And late at night if you listen close
You can hear me sing

Wheel of misfortune, with my finger on the switch
Pedigreed, but not the least bit rich
Heir to the throne, a default protege
Take all I own, its not mine anyway
Never been to Liverpool
They took my Revolver when I got to school
Never been to Chicago
Blood of my kin is the only Blues I know
And frustration gets the best of me
As my ego duels my destiny
And late at night if you listen close you can hear me sing

CHORUS

I am just a man, Don't call me a superhero
You see me in the papers, but not in tights
All I really want is a guitar and a Camero
Cause all the wrong places have my name in lights
Born in the wrong decade
Born in the wrong place
Born with the wrong talent
Born with the wrong face
People looked up to me
At 12 years old
And the wisdom of the elders was "Do what you're told"

These Playboy hootenannies on my estate
I'd rather a "For Sale" sign at my front gate
This Rolls Royce niche is just spurious
I'll let you if have it if you're curious
I've never been to Tenessee
But the King and Cash won't be greeting me
I've never been to Paris, France
and I don't care
So if I sell my world and write more lyrics
I'll find the luxury of life generic
And late at night if you listen close you can hear me sing

REPEAT CHORUS