| My face is my backstage pass | |
| Like the queen, you don't need cash | |
| You won't see me with an empty glass | |
| I got the future, got the pass | |
| Rock the girls, saying I'm obscene | |
| Get your extra cinema seats | |
| Places I go and drink for free | |
| They say "Is it you?!" It's me! | |
| I will rock you when I come clean | |
| I live a life of which you dream | |
| I work guitar and bass and drums | |
| Singing all the same, singing all the run | |
| I am the saviour, I am the Christ | |
| I am the Satan who pays you the price | |
| This is here I am at last | |
| With a rock black leather suit, first class | |
| Saw my face in a magazine | |
| She says "Is it you?!" It's me! | |
| I will rock you when I come clean | |
| I live a life of which you dream | |
| Dream on, dream on | |
| I got what you want | |
| I was born... all the fuss... | |
| Eyes move... all over us... | |
| Eyes grow big... in my head... | |
| I tell the town from the boring men | |
| You can dream on, dream on | |
| My face is my backstage pass | |
| Like the queen, you don't need cash | |
| You won't see me with an empty glass | |
| I got the future, got the pass | |
| Rock the girls, saying I'm obscene | |
| Get your extra cinema seats | |
| Places I go and drink for free | |
| They say "Is it you?!" It's me! | |
| I will rock you when I come clean | |
| I live a life of which you dream | |
| Dream on, dream on | |
| I got what you want | |
| Dream on! |