Preatures (The)

Your Fan
Oh, I wish that I could be your fan again Armour sweet and free mystery When, man, you were the band I see you TV, magazine Everybody says that you’re living the dream Oh, I wish that I could be your fan again I remember camping out all night Waiting for you at the stadium And before that, front row Every show at the club where it began Now, I just sit there at a screen I don’t wanna love a boy in a machine Oh, I wish that I could be your fan again People always up and go I just wanna listen slow to records on the stereo Talk to you through TV shows In a modern town that does not close Now, I’m up here watchin' the roadies Strike the stage and pack the van And a girl comes up to me, smile on her face SongtexteAnd says, "Hey, are you the band?" I feel the press of something mean Everybody says that we're livin' the dream Guess that’s what it’s got to be But I wish that I could be your fan again Oh, I wish that I could be your fan again Aus Songtexte Mania