when i'm feeling down and out, no one can understand
that i hate the broken mirror hurting my left hand
i want to hide and run away, oh man i hate the pain
of going deeper underground deeper down the drain
i run down the stairs far away from all the hassle
with a speed so dangerous that anyone would dazzle
a long forgotten power gives me strength from within
a familiar face awaits me and turns the fear into a grin
the mirror in the basement shows the face i want to see
it's a darker shadow and i'm sure it isn't me
age doesn't matter as it is a handsome face
and it tells me to be happy in many different ways
mirror in the basement
tell me i'm right
show me the way
i want to see the light
the mirror in the basement shows the face i want to see
it's a darker shadow and i'm sure it isn't me
age doesn't matter as it is a handsome face
and it tells me to be happy in many different ways
mirror in the basement
tell me i'm right
show me the face
i want to see the light
how many times yet did it happen to you
that you feel that the right one's not the one next to you
how many times have been thinking out loud
that you should know this for sure beyond any doubt
would you like to try as many lovers you want
to kny why some feel ok and also why others don't
would you also like to find the love of your life
or spend the rest of your weekends as husband and wife
don't stop until you find your love
don't stop until you get enough
don't stop before you know it's good
don't stop before you've understood
the reason why you want to stop
how can you be sure that the one in your bed
is really the one you've always wanted to get
how happy is life with someone else in your heart
you know your choice can save you or tear you apart
don't stop until you find your love
don't stop until you get enough
don't stop before you know it's good
don't stop before you've understood
the reason why you have to stop
i'm the master of the cable
in this hollywood charade
the boy wonder of the round table
in the disneyland parade
a digiclown in tight pants
that's what i should be
in an asylum with tied hands
that's where i should be
i'm in a white room
in a white house
with white people
i'm the master of illusion
making towers disappear
a doctor in cold fusion
of religion and fear
an action man of terror
that's the game i play
in the oval land of horror
we call the usa
i'm in a white room
in a white house
with white people
i used to be the host of a reality show
eleven years of full dedication
to the network of life and i never said no
why should i, there was no indication
that i was to be replaced by another host
and do you know what scared me the most
total isolation
far away from life
real life i mean
not a show
i used to be the victim in an everyday show
not the hero i was hoping to become
it was a disappointment when i was told to go
'cause i was told "the show must go on"
now i'm proud to live the life of a special guest
in a million shows and i'm the best
no more isolation
i am so alive
real life i mean
not a show
i can see problems where nobody's expecting it
and that's a big problem, you know
i can see trouble before anyone can notice it
and you can tell by my eagerness to go
i know people and they don't know me at all
they don't even know themselves, you know
they should though and listen to my call
and leave the scene when they see i want to go
trouble is not my middle name
i never had a fight in my life
watching people ain't no game
it's just my way to survive
i can feel the anger growing in another
and any danger that's coming too near
i can feel when somebody ain't my brother
and when i have to run away from here
i know people and they're never all alone
when evil lurks, more evil will appear
after all you are always on your own
life can be fun if you can taste the atmosphere
i want to fly around the world in a plane of my own
to fly around like a bird with two wings never shown
i want to land on the water of a rocky mountains lake
to land wherever i want if i should make a mistake
i want to see the himalaya and the yeti in the snow
to see its footprints on a mountain where i'd never dare to go
i want to watch the newborn babies of gorillas in the mist
to even watch the way they eat if you'd really insist
i want to cover up my ears while i'm approaching angel falls
to hear nothing but my heart beat wild and fast while nature calls
i want to close my eyes and spread my wings and fly away from here
to find a world i'd love to live in without pain and without fear
that's what i want
i dyed my hair in POP colours
until there wasn't any left
i sued the POP factory
for melodramatic grand theft
i POPped my brain cells twice a day
to have a clear disposition
and to avoid garlic breath pills
as efficient ammunition
i couldn't show myself in PUBlic
as everybody's already gone
even all the PUBs are empty
disclosure far away from fun
the PUBlic relations company
gets two third of my pityful wage
it's time to move on to the second degree
of isolation that comes with age
when all the good things have gone bad
and there ain't no good around
there's no reason anymore
for me to hang around
in that cute little town
out of order
when there's no one left to torture
and no one left to haunt
it's time to get thinks packin'
it's time to move around
to another cute little town
near the border
i just don't like
cute little towns
i need some action
to get around
it was my first ticket to the moon
it didn't come too late and it didn't come too soon
at first i feared i wouldn't be prepared
but now i'm glad that i've been over there
it was unlike anything else
i've ever done before
there were flashes, there were bells
oh, wow, there was so much more
than i thought i could ever comprehend
but now that i know i can understand
what all the hustle was about
i've been to outerspace and it was far out
it was my first ticket to the moon
it didn't come to late and it didn't come too soon
at first i feared i wasn't prepared
but now i'm glad that i've been over there