You turned eleven in '79...   In plain dark paper...the present arrived   out of costume and makeup inside      ohhh you're so dramatic..but is it wise?   to underline your eyes...       the main attraction....a star on your door   you're called to action...and blood on the floor   you crave attention like never before...      ohhh you're so dramatic..but is it wise?   to underline your eyes...       they close behind you....a shadow of doubt   a crowd of people that follow you about..      oooh you're so dramatic...but is it wise?   to underline your eyes?      and truth is so run down   can hardly raise it's head   but slowly dies      and if you want to make it right...ahh ahh aahh...      oooh you're so dramatic....and is it wise?   to underline your eyes..    and if you want to take the prize   you'll have to make a sacrifice   if you are like all the rest   a victim of your own success