An inspirational tirade against me
How to explain my life?
Girls to the left of me boys to the right
of me neither husband nor wife
Though the days are filled with pain
there is no one
who'll explain
why I'm coming under
friendly fire
shot in the fatal cause
of rock-and-roll

but there's nothing no one, really no one,
to say Why I endure under force majeure slander without shame or tact
I who studied make-up,
mime and Buddha
who taught two generations to react
About me
the critics lied
I ignored them and
survived
in spite of
coming under
friendly fire shot in the fatal cause
of rock-and-roll

I there's nothing, really nothing,
to deny

When I look back
my eyes are filled with tears
Danger to mascara,
applause to my peers

When fame sustained me
arenas acclaimed me
I floated
through life in a cloud of love and insanity and pagan profanity before a worshipping crowd

Now my status
is ill-defined
As an icon
I'm inclined to be
coming under
friendly fire
shot in the fatal cause
of rock-and-roll

but whatever
dull or clever
points they've scored
I have never,
oh no never,
been ignored....

See also:
JustSomeLyrics
47
47.49
Hairspray Hairspray Lyrics
Roger Whitaker For You Are Beautiful Lyrics