Poncho

You wanna be a rock star drummer
You wanna be a priest down under
You wanna be in the population
Of some dumb European nation

You wanna be the girl who loves you
You wanna be the Go Go's last view
You wanna be in the conversation
Of words like interpolation

You wanna be a rock and roll superstar
You wanna have all the chicks and the cars
You wanna be a big celebrity
Of the American dream

Jump in that wild cat and let’s ride, I'll drive
Us to a place where we can sit and talk about the girls we hate
Let's shoot thе pier from nine to five, nosеdive
Into the pits of sin, now you’re out of control and you'll do it again

You wanna be, wanna be, wanna be a rock star
You wanna be, wanna be, wanna be a rock star

You wanna be the guy girls lie to
You wanna be the sensitive type too
And then you say it is okay
To be depressed and overdressed in your disarray

So let it be known
That you've set the tone
For who it is and who you wanted to be

Jump in that wild cat and let's ride, I'll drive
Us to a place where we can sit and talk about the girls we hate
Let's shoot the pier from nine to five, nosedive
Into the pits of sin, now you're out of control and you'll do it again

You wanna be, wanna be, wanna be a rock star
You wanna be, wanna be, wanna be a rock star

Up and down, down and out
Do you think about the days when we were 17 without a doubt
That’s the way things go, looking down but never looking up
Your day is done