And there's nothing else to do
It gets me in a better mood
Changes my whole attitude
Imagine a screaming crowd
So I'll blast on my stereo
I'm an imaginary superstar
And until I get a microphone
I'll sing into my brushophone
Never criticise who you are
I'm an imaginary superstar
Just jumpin' round on my bed
Still it's so fun to pretend
I play burnt out on the floor
But they're screaming out for more
Imagine a screaming crowd
So I'll blast on my stereo
I'm an imaginary superstar
And until I get a microphone
I'll sing into my brushophone
Never criticise who you are
I'm an imaginary superstar
So I'll blast on my stereo
I'm an imaginary superstar
And until I get a microphone
I'll sing into my brushophone
Never criticise who you are
I'm an imaginary superstar