I write a hit song
The whole nation already knows it
Everyone sings along—
Real loud on the chorus; that sounds good
No one can get enough of it
Everyone thinks I am clever
I hope no one notices the fraud.
Chorus
Because all of this is stolen
None of this is mine
All of this is stolen
But I’m the only one who knows
All of this is stolen
And lifted,
just copied
and robbed
I’m sorry that I took the liberty.
I am filthy rich
I drive a BMW that sparkles in the sun
I have a large pool
and in front, a palace with a white steed.
I am a big hero
and I travel around the world.
I’m getting better looking through my money
Chorus
I want very much to seduce you
But then I realize:
This won't be easy for me
I go walking with you
and recite a poem to you
I say, I wrote it just for you
And then you kiss me.
And fortunately you don't know:
Chorus
No longer will I be taken in
by your halo
Because you also have, thank God,
something left in your closet.
And all of this is stolen
None of this is yours
All of this is stolen
But you’re the only one who knows
This is all just stolen
and lifted,
just copied
and robbed
Who has allowed you to do this?
Who has allowed you to do this?