Caruso Lyrics by Gavin Friday & The Man Seezer

No, Im not myself today.
Je suis salome.... I am romantic
Je suis apollo.... I am gigantic
Hey! stronzo,
Im standing next to you in the supermarket
Yeah! you are obvious. I am oblivious

Salome, apollo, in technicolour
I walked on the moon to touch the stars,
A legend in my lifetime.
Oh momma! my rosa! from an early age
I was used and abused, no more those bad reviews
Take me back to 72 my coo ca choo,
Oh! ignorance was bliss,
Spunk-a-flow, to the joy of my first kiss

Im not me.... Im not me.... Im not me.... not me....
Non sono io!

Oh mi lord, Im so bored, whats on the t.v.?
Do we really need these pissy pop stars
When theres not enough of me!
Oh dada, my dali, un chen de lou lou....
I am the art in your party,
Not a twist cap sniffing bore.
Its tough in the queue, its as unto a platform shoe,
Oh! trampled underfoot,
Im fred astaire, I face the music and dance.

Im not me.... Im not me.... Im not me.... not me....
No Im not myself....today

Oh glorioso deliver us not into frustration

Salome, apollo, in technicolour,
I walked on the moon to touch the stars.
Hey stronzo.... ancora!

Im not me.... Im not me.... Im not me.... not me....
Non sono io!
Heave ho.... heave ho....

Leonardo! marlon brando! machiavelli!
And bertolts belly!
A millionaire with curly hair, Im your burning empire.

Greta garbo! andy warhol! and his jam-roll!
Nero plays his violin, seezer his accordian

Im sitting in the bathtub watching the dirty water
Swirl down the plughole.... and on my stereo....
....is caruso.