You're the perfect creation
Of this media madness
You act like a hotshot
But inside you feel sadness
You live under the delusion
That this picture is you
And if it looks happy, you will be too
You can't stand the feeling of a normal life
With three kids to support
And a tired wife
When you see some celebrity
Out on the town
You feel a desperate need to take him or her down
You're surrounded by people
And yet feel alone
Sorry Mr. B. B
You can't get blood from a stone
[Chorus]
Oh, you'll make it
And everybody will be
Watching you
When you're a big hit
And everybody will be
Watching you
[Verse 2]
The front page hysteria
Is driving you crazy
You've got thousands of plans
But maybe too lazy
And you don't understand
Why it's not you on that screen
What has he got that you haven't seen?
You're dreaming at night
That if you got the chance
You could play that guitar
And make everybody dance
But Mr. B. B. of all your mistakes
The biggest is that you see
Your heroes as fakes
This is the truth if you strip it to the bone
Sorry Mr. B. B
You can't get blood from a stone
[Chorus]
Oh, you'll make it
And everybody will be
Watching you
When you're a big hit
And everybody will be
Watching you
Oh, you'll make it
And everybody will be
Watching you
When you're a big hit
And everybody will be
Watching you