"All Star" lyrics
(originally by Smash Mouth)
Somebody once told me the world is gonna roll me
I ain't the sharpest tool in the shed
She was looking kind of dumb with her finger and her thumb
In the shape of an "L" on her forehead
Well, the years start comin' and they don't stop comin'
Fed to the rules and I hit the ground runnin'
Didn't make sense not to live for fun
Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb
So much to do, so much to see
So what's wrong with taking the backstreets?
You'll never know if you don't go
You'll never shine if you don't glow
Look, I'm not the one with the problem, okay?
It's the world that seems to have a problem with me
They judge me before they even know me
Hey now, you're an all star
Get your game on, go play
Hey now, you're a rock star
Get the show on, get paid
And all that glitters is gold
Only shootin' stars break the mold
It's a cool place, and they say it gets colder
You're bundled up now, wait 'til you get older
But the meteor men beg to differ
Judging by the hole in the satellite picture
The ice we skate is gettin' pretty thin
The water's gettin' warm, so you might as well swim
My world's on fire, how 'bout yours?
That's the way I like it and I'll never get bored
Hey now, you're an all star
Get your game on, go play
Hey now, you're a rock star
Get the show on, get paid
And all that glitters is gold
Only shootin' stars break the mold
All that glitters is gold
Only shootin' stars break the mold
All that glitters is gold
Only shootin' stars break the mold
Get outta my swamp
Yes, I know the Muffin Man, w-who lives on Drury Lane?
Well, she's married to the Muffin Man
The Muffin Man?
The Muffin Man
Oh, get outta my swamp
Get the fuck outta my swamp
Get outta my swamp
Get the fuck outta my swamp
I ain't the sharpest tool in the shed
She was looking kind of dumb with her finger and her thumb
In the shape of an "L" on her forehead
Well, the years start comin' and they don't stop comin'
Fed to the rules and I hit the ground runnin'
Didn't make sense not to live for fun
Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb
So much to do, so much to see
So what's wrong with taking the backstreets?
You'll never know if you don't go
You'll never shine if you don't glow
Look, I'm not the one with the problem, okay?
It's the world that seems to have a problem with me
They judge me before they even know me
Hey now, you're an all star
Get your game on, go play
Hey now, you're a rock star
Get the show on, get paid
And all that glitters is gold
Only shootin' stars break the mold
It's a cool place, and they say it gets colder
You're bundled up now, wait 'til you get older
But the meteor men beg to differ
Judging by the hole in the satellite picture
The ice we skate is gettin' pretty thin
The water's gettin' warm, so you might as well swim
My world's on fire, how 'bout yours?
That's the way I like it and I'll never get bored
Hey now, you're an all star
Get your game on, go play
Hey now, you're a rock star
Get the show on, get paid
And all that glitters is gold
Only shootin' stars break the mold
All that glitters is gold
Only shootin' stars break the mold
All that glitters is gold
Only shootin' stars break the mold
Get outta my swamp
Yes, I know the Muffin Man, w-who lives on Drury Lane?
Well, she's married to the Muffin Man
The Muffin Man?
The Muffin Man
Oh, get outta my swamp
Get the fuck outta my swamp
Get outta my swamp
Get the fuck outta my swamp
