Little Superstar

It’s what you are, forget them
It’s all blown apart, you must expect it
Put yourself beside little Motocar
Hey upside way down world, miss your turn
Rich enough to fetch you
Chillums to Jah
They would elect you
Play the chord, go high, no falling tones
We make time, the silence roars
Oh War!
Put yourself beside little superstar
Hey uptight way down world
Miss your turn