It's not the stage show that I want from you.
It's not the glitter nor the bright lights too.
All I want to know from you tonight:
Is it real?

You fill my head with words and clever songs.
You drift along as though you're never wrong,
And all I want to know from you tonight:
Is it real?

Who on earth do you sit and think you are?
Got the right to fill my head with dreams?
And melodys ringin' out from your guitar.
Don't you think that life's not always what it seems?

You live as though life were a Pinter play,
With a happy ending you can explain away.
But all I want to know from you tonight:
Is it real?

Have you worked and lived like normal people do?
Have you [bad word]  let your heart ring [bad word] 
And if you broke your own heart, would you ask:
Is it real?
Is it real?