Songtext von The Best Singer In The World

Singer Master How can I be The best singer in the world? Master How can I be Explain to me Talk to me I've got the voice I've got the looks I've got the style I've got the will I've got the knowledge I've got the shine I've got the drive I've got it high I've got it low So why my frien So why my God What else could I need? Master How can I be? The best singer in the world Master How can I be Talk to me Explain it to me I've got confidence And habilities I've got many years on the Road But suddenly Someone comes out of the blue And steals my post I've got the drive I've got it high I've got it low So why my friend So why my God What else could I need? Master how can I be The best singer in the world? Master How can I be? Explain it to me Talk to me [Solo: Michel leme] Master You will never be Anything at all You're selfish You're envy You're mean You need to humble down You'll never understand So that's why My dear friend I'm tallin' you Listen to me I am you master And you'll never be The best singer in the world As your master I'm tellin' you You'll never be I am you master And you'll never be The best singer in the world As your master I'm tellin' you You'll never be Nothin' at all