Money, get away Get a good job with good pay and you're okay Money, it's a gas Grab that cash with both hands and make a stash New car, caviar, four star daydream Think I'll buy me a football team Money, get back I'm all right Jack keep your hands off of

Just levitate, just levitate La la la la la la la la la la la la la la You're my shooting star There's so much on my mind I don't know where to start There's that light in your eye filling up the dark Though, I lost myself I know it's not the end You

Blame it on the black star Blame it on the falling sky Blame it on the satellite that beams me home What are we coming to? This is killing me I get home from work and you're still standing in your dressing gown Well what am I to do? I know all the things

My California king In this California king bed We're ten thousand miles apart I'll be California wishing on these stars For you're heart on me So how come when I reach out my finger Chest to chest Nose to nose Palm to palm

Come the day you're mine The best is yet to come The best is yet to come And babe won't it be fine Out of the tree of life I just picked me a plum You came along and everything started'in to hum Still it's a real good bet Best is yet to come and babe

Sing, sing, sing, sing Everybody start to sing La dee da, ho, ho, ho Now you're singing with a swing And when the music goes around Everybody goes to town But here's something you should know Ho ho baby ho ho ho

S T A R that's what you are Cause you're big in japan You're big in japan Last night we partied a bit too hard It's not quite coming back to me so far I might not have slept but I woke up a superstar On another side of the world I keep my head down stay

This scene I'm on is for actors and actresses Bitches comin' in disorderly fashion I belong in the Wraith like a star gaze Cameras gon' flash when you're the main attraction Looking in the mirror, I count this shit backwards Had to get this shit the hard

Don't be surprised, I will still rise Oh, ye of so little faith Don't doubt it, don't doubt it And the vultures all start circling They're whispering, you're out of time But still, I rise This is no mistake, no accident When you think the final nail is

You have all you need When you're held by me Don't pine for what's not And whatever will be You search all your life Stealing all you find And you stare at your own hands Not the hands they entwine