F#              C#               G#m                 B
     Somebody once told me the world is gonna roll me
     I ain't the sharpest tool in the shed
     She was looking kind of dumb with her finger and her thumb
     In the shape of an "L" on her forehead
                     F#                                           C#
     Well, the years start coming and they don't stop coming
     G#m                            B
     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 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
                        F#                             B             C/F#        B
                        Hey now, you're an all-star, get your game on, go play
                        F#                          B                 C/F#       B
                        Hey now, you're a rock star, get the show on, get paid
                        F#         B             C/F#
                        All that glitters is gold
                        B                     F#     E              B
                        Only shooting stars break the mold...

     It's a cool place and they say 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
     The ice we skate is getting pretty thin
     The waters gettin' warm so you might as well swim
     My world's on fire, how about yours
     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 rock star, get the show on, get paid
                        All that glitters is gold
                        Only shooting stars break the mold...
                          F# B C/F# B (w/ a little hip-hop turntable action)
                                             Go for the moon
                                             Go for the moon
                                             Go for the moon
                                             Go for the moon

                        Hey now you're an all-star, get your game on, go play
                        Hey now you're a rock star, get the show on, get paid
                        And all that glitters is gold
                        B                     F#      E
                        Only shooting stars...

     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
                     F#                                           B
     Well, the years start coming and they don't stop coming
     C/F#                            B
     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 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 rock star, get the show on, get paid
                        And all that glitters is gold
                                                F#    B              C/F#
                        Only shooting stars break the mold...
                                F#        B             C/F#
                        And all that glitters is gold
                                                F#    E               B
                        Only shooting stars break the mold...
        
         Chords:
               C/F#
            e |---
            B |---
            G |-5-
            D |-4-
            a |-3-
            E |---