No bills to pay
Nothing to do at all (At all)
Just me and my morning glass of Wellers
Afternoon tea with Mahler
A Heavenly life
I play the lottery to see (To see)
How the other halves lives must be (Must be)
The people they crane their necks
Just to see me win I bet
Extraordinary life
I'm going back to school
I'm going back to be a pop star
I'm going back to school
I'm going back to see how far
I can get away from you
I grew up in the east
You've probably never been before
But I will take you there someday
Devoted to me you'll stay
Hopelessly
I work so very hard you see
I must maintain this mystery
Responsibility be damned
I am up for the task at hand
I understand
I'm going back to school
I'm going back to be a pop star (To be a pop star)
I'm going back to school
I'm going back to see how far
I can get away from you, you
I see the lines
Of the highway fade
To the center of the road
As the day grows dark and old
Nighttime seems so young
I'm going back to school
I'm going back to be a pop star (To be a pop star)
I'm going back to school
I'm going back to see how far
I can get away from you, you
La-la-la, La, La-la
La-la-la, La, La-la