Antique white lace, A plastic face, A tinfoil place, An empty space, Youre so hung-up on yourself And nothing else. (Chorus) I like too much the rain, The power of my brain, The sunshine And the open road, Ahead of me. Laughing because, Its right to laugh, Dress up at night, In the right dress. You cant change me Into something That Im not. (Repeat chorus) Ill hear your line, Some other time, When miming Performance rhyme. The way you feel, It is so phoney And unreal. (Repeat chorus twice)