Corina Lyrics - Live In Moscow - Uriah Heep

You're too vain, you're insane 

You think the world will stop turning 

'Cause you ain't around 

Blind eyes, cheap lines 

You got the whole band playing 

But you don't hear the sound 

Your venom pen 

Will never poison me 

I won't be sticking round that long 

Corina, what's this talk of glory 

Between the sheets in halls of fame 

Corina, just a hard luck story 

Bratpack fever 

Running through your brain 

Your fast cars, rock stars 

You were seen at the party 

But you weren't even there