Superfabulous Lyrics - Bt

Won't you wake me up from this 

Yeah, come on 

You can turn it on 

Yeah, come on 

Wake me up, wake me up 

Wake me up, wake me up 

Yeah, come on 

You can turn it on 

Yeah, come on 

But you never really die 

Flashbulbs go off in my face 

Thank a small town with disgrace 

Just how did it come to this 

All I seen is a vacant face 

It goes over and over and over and over 

Yeah, it's something beautiful 

Over and over, goes over and over 

Yeah, still something beautiful, mystical 

Used to be so beautiful 

And pretty goddam truthful to 

You once said that I was deep 

Well, that was before I walked asleep 

Won't you wake me up from this 

All I need is a prince to kiss 

Then my beauty'll be back mine 

It's my soul, my soul I'll find 

Goin' Nike, Nike, Italy, France 

Romance 

The situation, the situation is: 

Beethoven, roll over... 

It goes over and over and over and over 

Yeah, it's something beautiful 

Over and over, goes over and over 

Yeah, still something beautiful, mystical 

[Spoken] 

BT: What? I don't fuckin' think so! 

Rose: I'm not kidding! ...do you think this experience will... 

BT: Wait, but you flipped him off, to start with. 

Rose: I don't think the rest of them knew who I was, only the driver; the group was standing back. 

Bt: You flipped of the driver, who was a monk, at the Getty Museum, and then they wanted to take pictures with you? 

Rose: All the rest of them did. 

Stars collide and steal my fate 

I'm the one they'll all embrace 

I get down on my knees and pray 

To think of your love some day 

Silver's tarnished - blackened now 

But I have faith I'll have my crown 

Don't listen to sirens sing 

Keep my truth I will take with me 

Yeah, come on... you can turn it on 

Yeah, come on... but you never really die 

Yeah, come on... turn it on 

Yeah, come on... but you never really die 

Yeah, come on... turn it on 

Yeah, come on... but you never really die 

It goes over and over and over and over 

Yeah, it's something beautiful 

Over and over, goes over and over 

Yeah, still something beautiful, mystical