corina

Uriah Heep

Youââ?¬â?¢re too vain, youââ?¬â?¢re insane
You think the world will stop turning
ââ?¬Ë?Cause you ainââ?¬â?¢t around

Blind eyes, cheap lines
You got the whole band playing
But you donââ?¬â?¢t hear the sound
Your venom pen
Will never poison me
I wonââ?¬â?¢t be sticking round that long

Corina, whatââ?¬â?¢s this talk of glory
Between the sheets in halls of fame
Corina, just a hard luck story
Bratpack fever
Running through your brain

Your fast cars, rock stars
You were seen at the party
But you werenââ?¬â?¢t even there

False name, the same game
Somebodyââ?¬â?¢s minding your business
You donââ?¬â?¢t even care
You think itââ?¬â?¢s all
Some kind of circus ride
You think that someoneââ?¬â?¢s
Keeping score