Teacher says that I've been naughty
 I must learn to concentrate
 But the girls they pull my hair
 And with the boys I can't relate
 Daddy says I'm good for nothing
 Mama says that it's from him
 Manic sister thinks I'm cracking
 Brother says it's in my genes

 Oh
 Don't you want to?
 Don't you want to be the one?
 Don't you want to?
 Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang
 Oh
 Don't you want to?
 Don't you want to hold the gun?
 Don't you want to?
 Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang

 So we put on our eyeliner
 And a bit of glitter dust
 Life at night is always finer
 Neon streets are full of lust
 Teenage kids and Soho Dolls,
 They make you want to cry
 Like my superstar they fall
 Some will be alright

 Oh
 Don't you want to?
 Don't you want to be the one?
 Don't you want to?
 Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang
 Oh
 Don't you want to?
 Don't you want to hold the gun?
 Don't you want to?
 Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang

 Sunlight falls onto his eyes
 But he don't stir or turn
 Messages on the answerphone
 But none will be returned
 Monday morning, lousy morning
 What a day to see
 In the evening I will hear it
 On the BBC

 Oh
 Don't you want to?
 Don't you want to be the one?
 Don't you want to?
 Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang
 Oh
 Don't you want to?
 Don't you want to hold the gun?
 Don't you want to?
 Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang