Songtext von Final Stroke

I'm gettinh drunk inside some bar With a bottle I'm no star Even thougt my friends might think That one day I will be king Of Hollywood boulevard Man, I'm just feeling ooooh , so fine … Santa Monica always shines Even thougt doesn't seem so bright I still don't know why I came Gotta find someone else to blame Feels so nice I wonder if I can be a star For a while Oooooh … my little soul Already feels so high I'm loosing it all I'm getting tired of all this fame I don't belong to this game So, I'm packing up my things Move away from all my dreams Gotta live LA behind Man, if only I could be like them Sex and drugs don't seem to have na end Easy girls and sleasly friends They don't know with whom they came Only got themselves to blame Money Money Money Money Money Money Money Money Money Money Money Money Feels so nice I wonder if I can be a star For a while Oooooh … my little soul Already feels so high I'm loosing it all Everybody's gonna love me someday Everybody's gonna buy my records Went searching for a little affection I was only trying to make a connection Everybody's gonna love me someday Everybody's gonna buy my records I was looking in a wrong direction I went home with a little infection Ooooh, I got a lost this time Gotta drink some more Forget about this night Everybody's having fun I see no guns This time I'm ready to go home