This weird thing happened with autocorrect while I was writing

s h r e k

Yes

Somebody once told me the world was gonna rule me

I ain't the sharpest tool in the shed

She was looking kinda dumb with her finger and her thumb

In the shape of an 👆 on her forehead

Well the years start coming and they don't stop coming

And they don't stop coming
And they don't stop coming
And they don't stop coming
And they don't stop coming
And they don't stop coming
And they don't stop coming

And they don't stop coming
And they don't stop coming
And they don't stop coming
And they don't stop coming
And they don't stop coming
And they don't stop coming

so much to do, so much to see

So what's wrong with taking the back streets

You'll never know if you don't go

You'll never shine if you don't glow

Hey now, you're an all star

Get your game on go play

Hey now, you're a rockstar

Get your show on get paid

All that glitters is gold

Only shooting stars break the mold

Somebody once asked

could I spare some change for gas?

I need to get myself away from this place

I said yep what a concept

I could use a little fuel myself

And we could all use a little change

well, the years start coming

And they don't stop coming
And they don't stop coming
And they don't stop coming
And they don't stop coming
And they don't stop coming

Fed to the rules and I hit the ground running

Didn't make sense not to live for fun

your brain gets smart, but your head gets dumb

So much to do so much to see

So what's wrong with taking backstreets

You'll never know if you don't go (go!)

You'll never shine if you don't glow

Hey now. You're an All Star

get your game on, go play

Hey now you're a Rockstar

Get your show on, get paid

And all that glitters is gold

only shooting stars break the mold

the ice we skate is getting pretty thin

The water's getting warm so you might as well swim

My world's on fire, how about your's

That's the way I like it and I never get bored

Hey now, you're an all star

Get your game on go play

hey now, you're a rockstar

Get your show on get paid

and all that glitters is gold

Only shooting stars break the mold

Hey now, you're an all star

Get your game on, go play

Hey now, you're a rockstar

Get your show on, get paid

And all that glitters is gold

Only shooting starts break the mold

It's a cool place and they said it gets colder

You're bundled up now, wait 'til you get older

But the meteor men beg to differ

Judging by the hole in the satellite picture