[Verse 1:]

You'd think I'd no my limits
But I'm cashing in my 15 minutes
You know the score
I'll sing on the telly
Before you know it
I'll be front page news
Another winner sharing my views
And I'll start with the golden rule
That I was bullied at school

[Verse 2:]

Next comes a bit of depression
You wont know if I'm messing
I'll throw in I hit rockbottom
Do I know what that means or have I already forgotten
It's not lying on my bed and watching telly
It's a carboard box and an emptey belly
But before you start to cry
There's more to me than meets the eye

[Verse 3:]

Now there are stories to be told
But there by people getting old
Now they have lived life on the edge
I'm just a square out of my depth
I'll say the newspapers put words in my mouth
When my 15 minutes start to go south
Of all the troubles that come out my mouth
I can hold a job down of that there's no doudt

[Repeat verse 1]

[Verse 4:]
I'm as cute as a fox and I know it
But it aint fashionable to show it
Write a book at 20
Wont it look a bit emptey
Everyone deserves their 15 minutes
But I'm already 20 minutes into it
I'll tell you what happens next
It's whatever happened to at best