I told my mom I want to play on the radio She told my dad who called me crazy If you were born poor, ugly, and suburban Wake up, man, your face is a job The stage is my Heaven and I don't know anything The angel sings this song with me The angel went crazy in the smoke But the light shines in the sky Okay, I understand, but it's seven o'clock It won't be easy, the bus is late Besides being early, it's so cold And in the lunchbox, french fries I'm already tired of so many promises See if you forget me, I'm not in a hurry I really want my guitar, What's this talk, swallow this frog The stage is my Heaven and I don't know anything The angel Sing this song with me The angel went mad in the smoke But the light shines in the sky If He wrote it, who will change it? I will never stop singing Ir He wanted it this way, who will change it? I will never stop singing Ou-ou-ou-ou-ooh Ou-ooh-uo-uoo I will never stop singing I will never stop singing