I wrote this as a dig on all those "talent scouts" out there. But it might also be about heaven and hell or a patch of lawn or a thimble of absinthe
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Star Maker
Star maker! Star maker!
Make me a star!
No matter how long
No matter how far
Cum on, Star maker
Take me to the highest high
Lemme shine as bright as Sirius
Shining in the evening sky
I want to be the first star
My kid will wish upon
The first to shine at dusk
And the last to fade at dawn
Star maker! Star maker!
Won’t you please make me a star?
I’m your chance to stop collecting
Lightning bugs in a mason jar
When I’m up there shining bright
I want everyone to see
That Betelgeuse and Vega
Can’t hope to shine a light like me!
Star maker! Star maker!
Won’t you please make me a star?
Here’s you chance to stop collecting
Lightning bugs in a mason jar
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