Oh, I wish I was your favourite, your creator is the all seeing alpha

The dogs who love the drama, mama

She's in the kitchen, best believe it

That she's cooking up a real storm for ya

Traditional mixture.

Everybody's got their own idea of right and wrong with arms wide open

Everybody's got their own idea of right and wrong the ones who get broken.

I worry that one day you'll go missing

And who will notice when you're gone

I better call your father from afar

And break the news that you have vanished

Like a star.

On account of your behaviour as a saviour

You're a real life giver, the one who pays a fiver

Lines are in the kitchen, a real mister with that jacket on

The girls all coking, the ones you've been provoking.

Everybody's got their own idea of right and wrong with arms wide open

Everybody's got their own idea of right and wrong the ones who get broken.

I worry that one day you'll go missing

And who will notice when you're gone

I better call your father from afar

And break the news that you have vanished

Like a star.

(Everybody's got their own idea of right and wrong with arms wide open)

I'd love to see you

Happy again

With a love beside you

A house full of friends

But we are what we are

This life has no end

And we're breaking apart

It's a long road ahead.

I worry that one day you'll go missing

And who will notice when you're gone

I better call your father from afar

And break the news that you have vanished

Like a star.