Be Myself

I must admit I’ve been trying to look the part But the clothes don’t fit And I’ve got to say I kinda hate my hair When it’s done this way, no I don’t like the way that I have changed I’ve been pouring water into good champagne I don’t know why, oh why, I try To be someone else Mm mm mm Cos it’s fine, so fine, so fine To be myself Mm mm mm I gotta be myself Oh it’s hard to be cool When you’re the smallest kid In a great big school When you’re up on your toes You’re reaching for the heavens But you’re not even close, no I am never gonna win that game There’s no point overtaking in the left hand lane If I’m gonna write a song I gotta sing it myself If I’m gonna get it done I gotta do it myself If I’m gonna be the one I gotta be myself