You always wanted to be a big rock 'n' roll star Now you are You worked so hard and you dreamed so long You sang your song People are coming at you from everywhere Some are touching and others stare And it all comes, it all goes With the glory You're telling me you didn't really know How things would go For all the applause and roses lining your way You gotta pay People are coming at you from everywhere Some are touching and others stare And it all comes, it all goes With the glory Bitterly you cry about the money machine The dirty schemes Where are your seashells, those ribbons and bells That fill your dreams People are coming at you from everywhere Some are touching and others stare And it all comes, it all goes With the glory Now's not the time for you to cry and moan You're on your own So many lonely ones wanna sing along They need your song People are coming at you from everywhere Some are touching and others stare And it all comes, it all goes With the glory