Lyrics:

You have a face for the radio
But I know you'd like to see it in a show
Claiming to be the next best everything
Which way will you go?

You're a little smarter than most of us
You run so fast sometimes it's hard to see you for dust
Finding some time for you, it tortures me
Which way will you go?

Wages on a Friday
Spent on a Saturday
Lend me a fiver
Won't do that again
Oh your trust is not to strong

Your arrogance in a bag
Won't spare you a fag
Superstar wannabe
Says it comes naturally
Cemented in your own feeble way

He watches Trainspotting, fifteen times a week
Thinking it's making him oh so unique
PC on summer nights and football in the rain
Doesn't matter how far he is
He always has money for the train

Nothing against you, love in my heart
You're really a nice guy, I've known it from the start
Your conscience in eager, to know where you lie
Pushing your limits, give it up and remember you can cry

Wages on a Friday
Spent on a Saturday
Lend me a tenner
Won't do that again
Oh your trust is not to strong

You're arrogance in a bag
Won't spare you a fag
Superstar wannabe
Says it comes naturally
Cemented in your own feeble way