Delusions of Grandeur

Bee aye bickybye bo-bo-bo

I've got a gal that I love so

Delusions of grandeur, delusions of grandeur

I'm a dedicated follower of my own success

I can handle the glamour and cope with the stress

Deal with the doughnuts and please all the rest

I'm polite to the punters and I'm street to the press

I just won a trophy from a radio station

I'm leaving my bat and my balls to the nation

I've got megalomania I've got megalomania

To be a twinkle in the showbiz dream

To which effect I do connive and scheme

I dive into the dairy and I lap up all the cream

I'm up to the armpits in self-esteem

Stiff me, hype me, up the charts

Then I can go public with my private parts

And here is me, oh look at me

Just another pathetic pop star

I love you Greta, what else is there?

Won't you please accept my hand?

Delusions of grandeur, delusions of grandeur

Megalomania, megalomania

Delusions of grandeur, delusions of grandeur

Megalomania, megalomania

Delusions of grandeur, delusions of grandeur

Megalomania, megalomania

Delusions of grandeur, delusions of grandeur

Megalomania, megalomania

Delusions of grandeur, delusions of grandeur