Pretty Boy

Walk along no string attached
Your in this world pretty boy it seems
The girls scream they seen his face before
All over the TV screen

'Thank-you thank you' he quietly replies
He's always been so quiet and shy
So when they scream aint it funny
For pretty boy to smile and laugh
Whilst they crowd round for an autograph

Of course of course he squiggles his line
For the thousandth time, no time
No one asks how he's doing
Ask for 2 sugars, the kettle still brewing
Record label keep getting their money
Pretty boy gets lines and honeys
Everyone seems happy for the thousandth time

Till our little pretty boy has taken his life