Well his father always told him

He was born the losing kind

I asked him when he'd leave behind

The night time world

He lived for in his mind

He lingered on the stairway

Then he went into his room

Slammed the door in anger

And looked into the mirror

On the wall in awe

At the reflections that he saw

There was no book

To tell him how to look

Then his heart told him

He must break out of his cage

With his head held up high

To the sky

He was off, on the stage

Well he played the greatest solo

That the world had ever heard

The audience applauded

And the fans held on to

Every other word he said

As it came into his head

The girls came round

To hear his every sound

Repeat Chorus

There was a knock upon his door

And he was blown away

Out of his dreams to face

The problems of the day

Then his heart told him

He must break out of his cage

With his head held up high

To the sky

He was there

Aah aah, aah aah, aah aah, aah aah