When you wake up in the morning And there's an ocean in your chest When you're trying to find the answers While everybody's getting rest When your balding daddy tells you You'd better find another way But you can't hear what he is saying Because of rhythm in your brain When the music's going through you So you can feel it on your teeth When the sound is getting louder You can take a deeper breath When the hooker's smiling for you While you're playing your guitar I wanna tell you, something babe You're gonna be a superstar ♪ When the night comes to the city And you put on your better shoes Every babe and every hippie Wanna make your name tattoos When you hold your Stratocaster And your lip touches microphone Every priest and every bastard Now will find his holy home When the music's going through you So you can feel it on your teeth When the sound is getting louder You can take a deeper breath When the hooker's smiling for you While you're playing your guitar I wanna tell you, something babe You're gonna be a superstar