ALL LYRICS COPYRIGHT IVY NGEOW 2006 - 2007 SATSUMA MUSIC ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. IF QUOTING PLEASE EMAIL US AT SATSUMAMUSIC@YAHOO.COM Celebrity (I. Ngeow 2006) Verse 1 Her ambition in life, is to be a footballer's wife From morning to night, she just has to look right Everyday she has this dream, of meeting Mr Right If only they had met, she won't be in, so much debt! Verse 2 So she's blagged an invite, and she loses appetite There are bullets to bite, but the dress is too tight Everyday she has this dream, of meeting Mr Right If only they had met, she won't be in, so much debt! Bridge Paparazzi... Kodak! Personality... Prozac! Chorus Celebrity, that's what she wants to be Any list from A to Z, she wants publicity Everyday she's getting closer to bankruptcy No wonder she has to be a celebrity Verse 3 There's no one she can't eclipse, now she's got inflated bits If no one snaps her pics, she absolutely flips Plasticity, has become drasticity Nothing else left to cut off completely but, electricity! Imperfection (I. Ngeow 2006) She's looking for your imperfection It's like a kind of strange confection Something tender something sinister You'll know after - you've kissed her (Ooh! Ooh! Yeah yeah yeah!) Everywhere that you have been Special places that you've seen and unseen There's a world of imperfection Missing pieces, vital information! Chorus Forget about it who cares about it What's the use of it thinking about it Degradation and self destruction That's basically a world of imperfection When you stand in line in Starbucks Do you think to yourself that "this sucks!" But they're playing Stevie Wonder's Superstition The one exception to imperfection Chorus Modern world is full of facts Like how to send how to receive a fax Even when I get into a new Cadillac I'll find that what I lack is perfection Chorus (Forget about it who cares about it What's the use of it thinking about it Forget about it who cares about it What's the use of it thinking about it) Quiet! Quiet! Easy! Easy! (I. Ngeow 2006) Let's have a conversation Without too much insinuation Train journeys a form of incubation A new city a new phenomenation There's this guy who's got a tattoo Been all places even Timbuktu India, Thailand and Vanuatu Ain't been home since his son's been two Chorus Quiet quiet communication Neon lights out there like it's a space station Tell your stories like you feel some passion No one cares if your world comes crashing Quiet! Quiet! Voices chatting Easy! Easy! No one's shouting Nicey nicey type of traveller's tales He knows all about the world outside But nothing about the world inside Didn't even know his mum just died Spent all he's got and now his hands are tied Travelled the world got all this mileage Once upon a time it's an advantage All he's got now to eat now's a cabbage The city welcomes all those with luggage Chorus Someone gave him a copy of Brave New World He read it and watched his dreams unfurl The lonely planet just became a lonelier world Why didn't someone offer him an apple? Travelled the world got all this mileage Once upon a time he had the courage Years gone by since he went to Cambridge Neon lights illuminate even garbage Chorus Quiet! Quiet! Easy! Easy! Quiet! Quiet! Easy! Easy! close this window