Showbiz dinners and a free champagne

Men in suits who think they know it all

No one knows me, but they know my name

That's not real to me



Hotel lobby to the aeroplane

Another country but they start to look the same

Watch the world behind a windowpane

That's not real to me



* When I see my babies run

When all the madness has really gone

I raise my family and live in peace

Now that's what real to me, real to me



Dying flowers in a dressing room

A dangerous time to let your head make up its own mind

Got me thinking about the spirits flown

That's not real to me



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Picnics in the garden

and the children, they can play

The first day of the summer

I leisure all the day

And we'll invite the family 'round

And drink some English tea

Then I raise up my fingers

and watch football on TV



Yeah....

Oooh...

Now that's what's real to me



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Wake up, You might be dreaming

Wake up, You might be dreaming now