When we do grow up
We'll all be superstars
We have a lot of soul
We have a lot of heart
Cadillac's will fly
Upon their silver wings
Clouds will be our home
Stardust our wedding rings
Listen to me when
I am talking to you
Roses have their thorns
That is what makes us blue
It doesn't make any sense
I still can't pay my rent
I've been working for years
As a slave to my fears
And in the crying sand
Life is a joke to play
Here comes a cameraman
Everybody keep smiling
We have everything
To make it work
To make it sing
Here comes a cameraman
He's got a camera
In his hand
He's surveying the land
I am holding open
Open my tired eyes
Looking for a road map
A way to sterilize
Broken environments
That we claim as our own
This shredded tapestry
Must somehow be re-sewn
It's dark and dank
Where nobody wants to go
I have so many little
Secrets I hope don't show
Load it up
Push it down
Nothing feels so good
Lights are flashing
Cash is passing
Through my hands like glue
Still the sparrow's sings
Sings his lonesome song
Nobody listens cares or
Notices he's gone
World's in a tragedy
What we know about life's at stake
Here comes a cameraman
Everybody keep smiling
We have everything
To make it work
To make it sing
Here comes a cameraman
He's got a camera
In his hand
He's surveying the land
Acoustic Astronaut - Cameraman (feat. Jeffery Mettling) Lyrics
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When we do grow up
We'll all be superstars
We have a lot of soul
We have a lot of heart
Cadillac's will fly
Upon their silver wings
Clouds will be our home
Stardust our wedding rings
Listen to me when
I am talking to you
Roses have their thorns
That is what makes us blue
It doesn't make any sense
I still can't pay my rent
I've been working for years
As a slave to my fears
And in the crying sand
Life is a joke to play
Here comes a cameraman
Everybody keep smiling
We have everything
To make it work
To make it sing
Here comes a cameraman
He's got a camera
In his hand
He's surveying the land
I am holding open
Open my tired eyes
Looking for a road map
A way to sterilize
Broken environments
That we claim as our own
This shredded tapestry
Must somehow be re-sewn
It's dark and dank
Where nobody wants to go
I have so many little
Secrets I hope don't show
Load it up
Push it down
Nothing feels so good
Lights are flashing
Cash is passing
Through my hands like glue
Still the sparrow's sings
Sings his lonesome song
Nobody listens cares or
Notices he's gone
World's in a tragedy
What we know about life's at stake
Here comes a cameraman
Everybody keep smiling
We have everything
To make it work
To make it sing
Here comes a cameraman
He's got a camera
In his hand
He's surveying the land
We'll all be superstars
We have a lot of soul
We have a lot of heart
Cadillac's will fly
Upon their silver wings
Clouds will be our home
Stardust our wedding rings
Listen to me when
I am talking to you
Roses have their thorns
That is what makes us blue
It doesn't make any sense
I still can't pay my rent
I've been working for years
As a slave to my fears
And in the crying sand
Life is a joke to play
Here comes a cameraman
Everybody keep smiling
We have everything
To make it work
To make it sing
Here comes a cameraman
He's got a camera
In his hand
He's surveying the land
I am holding open
Open my tired eyes
Looking for a road map
A way to sterilize
Broken environments
That we claim as our own
This shredded tapestry
Must somehow be re-sewn
It's dark and dank
Where nobody wants to go
I have so many little
Secrets I hope don't show
Load it up
Push it down
Nothing feels so good
Lights are flashing
Cash is passing
Through my hands like glue
Still the sparrow's sings
Sings his lonesome song
Nobody listens cares or
Notices he's gone
World's in a tragedy
What we know about life's at stake
Here comes a cameraman
Everybody keep smiling
We have everything
To make it work
To make it sing
Here comes a cameraman
He's got a camera
In his hand
He's surveying the land
Writer: Dave Alyassin
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid