You say that you've been suffering From too much life, baby You say that you've been suffering all along Oh, oh, oh But after all this time You cannot say you blew it After all this time You know the score When you're cooking couscous Riding a bus Working all day for your little bit of glitter When you're on the high road Making a fuss Working always for your little bit of heaven Some say that it is suffering That gets you where you're going I say that if it's suffering It is wrong Oh, oh, oh 'Cuz I can see no time When I'm climbing mountains All I see is all I've been looking for When you're cooking couscous Riding a bus Working all day for your little bit of glitter When you're on the high road Making a fuss Working always for your little bit of heaven 'Cuz baby you're a star You know who you are And no matter how far You've been kicking through Kicking 'cuz you know its true Doing what you wanna do You gotta do Hei, yeah! You know its true Do what you wanna do When you're cooking couscous Riding a bus Working all day for your little bit of glitter When you're on a high road Making a fuss Working always for your little bit of heaven (This could be heaven) When you're cooking couscous Riding a bus Ahh