Star in the Ghetto (Remastered Version)

歌詞

Oh yeah... Dududu... Get on outta here boy! I don't wanna hear all that noise! Go on outside and play! Oh mama... And shut up! Go on, go on Oh shoot... I can't even practice (people talking) (Everybody's saying move to the city) Move to the city, move to the city (Shame, shame, shame...) You know when I was just a kid growing up in the ghetto Man, I used to have every kind of instrument you can make Guitars, drums, horns, pianos Until one day I came home from school And found them all sticking out from the garbage can Mama had thrown them all away 'Cause she wanted me to be a doctor, lawyer, something like that, you know? And my father? Oh man... Every morning before daydreaming He'd wake me up "Boy you better get on out to that unemployment office and get you a job!" "Stop all that screaming and howling, you can't sing, can't carry a tune in a bucket" Hahaha I just used to laugh at it, you know? 'Cause i knew I was bad I couldn't sing in the house So I'd gather bunch of fellas together every night after dark Down on the street corners In the school yard And down at Shawnee park And we start getting a little loud and we'd draw a crowd We'd be singing a song, something that goes like this You know the best things in life's are free But you can give them to the bags and beans I need some money money money money Oh that's what I want And now you know it's funny 'Cause my mom and dad are my greatest fans And they follow me all over the land Broadway, may never shine a light on me (Never shine a light on me) I may never live to see my name in lights Or Carnegie Hall's marquee But that's alright (That's alright) That's alright with me (That's alright with me) 'Cause I'm just as happy as any star can be And folks in New York may never know my name I may never make it to the music hall of fame But I'm gonna keep on singing my songs, just the same If I never make it, I won't be ashamed 'Cause I'm a star in the ghetto If I never make Broadway, oh that's okay I don't care for the folks up there in New York Has got to say no, no, no Hollywood may never be my style (Never be my style) But I know I've been showing up singing good Ever since I was a child MGM ain't got no films of me (got no films of me) And I may never make it to the Grammy Awards (Never make it to the Grammy's) And win myself a grand Folks in Hollywood may never get to see My name in lights, my face on TV I may never get a style, on a Hollywood street But down here in the ghetto, they all know me I'm a star in the ghetto If I never make Broadway, oh that's okay Stars like me are born in the ghetto, everyday Oh yeah... Everybody's saying move to the city (Everybody's saying move to the city) Staying here is a shame and a pity (Shame, shame, shame) They say there ain't any room down here in the bottom All the rooms are at the top So I thought about it now, I decided to take the advice So I hit the road, traveling all over the world New York, Atlanta, Chicago, London, Paris But everywhere I went there was a ghetto So I decided I just go on back home Back to the city of the big three: Kentucky Fried Chicken, Ali, and me So I put together me a real mellow, funky, little 5 piece band And we started cooking again Jamming Hit it Oh yeah Amen Being the star in the ghetto If I never make Broadway, oh that's okay I don't care for the folks up there in New York Has got to say no I'm the star in the ghetto If I never make Broadway, oh that's okay I don't care for the folks up there in New York Has got to say no