Testo New Pretender

Here comes the new pretender A Bible in his hand He thinks he will be happy He thinks that life is grand I have learned how to be grateful For the scraps that fall from your table Here comes the new pretender He looks just like the old He will get a big surprise When he finds hell is cold There are thosse who want to own you Then one day they won't phone you And in every sleepy town You'll find heads full of dreams Heads full of dreams There goes the new pretender But he won't last that long There will be a new face To sing the same old song He will learn how to be grateful For the scraps that fall from your table Here comes the new pretender