Star People

Maybe your mama gave you up, boy Maybe your daddy didn't love you enough, girl Star people Counting your money until your soul turns green Star people Counting the cost of your desire to be seen I do not count myself among you I may be living in a dream It's just there seems so many of you Can't help but hope there's a difference between You and me (You're a star) I'm talking to you And you should go far (you're a star) I said, maybe your mama gave you up, boy It's the same old same old Maybe your daddy didn't love you enough, girl Say, how much is enough? Star people Never forget you're secret's safe with me Just look at all the wonderful people Trying to forget they had to pay for what you see It's a dream With a nightmare stuck in the middle But listen, brother, where would you be Without all this attention? You'd die, I'd die, we'd die Wouldn't we? Well wouldn't we? (You're a star) I'm talking to you I'm talking to you (You're a star) I said, maybe your mama gave you up, boy (It's the same old same old) Maybe your daddy didn't love you enough, girl (How much is enough) You only wanted them to love you You may have been living in a dream And as the demons tower above you You bite your tongue when you really wanna scream (How much is enough?) Look at me I said Talk about your mother Talk about your father Talk about the people who have made you what you are Talk about your teacher The bully boy who beat you Talk about the people who have paid for that new sports car You're a big, big, big, big star Look at you (How much is enough?) How much is enough? Did you get off on a bad foot, baby? Do you have a little tale to tell? Did you get off on a bad foot? Bad, bad foot? Is that why you're a star? Is that what makes a star? (How much is enough) How much is enough? (Did you get off on a bad foot, baby? Do you have a little tale to tell? How much is enough?) How much is enough? (Did you get off on a bad foot, baby? Do you have a little tale to tell? How much is enough?) Now, nothing comes from nothing, baby That fame and fortune's heaven sent And who gives a f- about your problems, darling 'Cause you can pay the rent? How much is enough?