Easy when you're number one Everybody say you're having fun Smiling for the public eye When your body say you want to die Living on an island Looking at another line Waiting for my friend to come And we'll get high Hugh he got a real nice place Cruxie gonna be there soon And I just want to see his face I'm getting lonely in my empty room Living on an island Working at another line Waiting for my friend to come And we'll get high Passing time away in blue skies Thinking of the smile in her eyes Easy, it's easy Living on an island Oh boy, we're having fun Living on an island Thinking 'bout the things I've done Living on an island Searching for an other line Waiting for my friend to come And we'll get high Waiting for my friend to come And we'll get high I said we're gonna get high Yeah, we're gonna get high We're gonna touch the sky Sky...sky...sky...sky...sky...sky...
Writer/s: RICHARD JOHN PARFITT, ROBERT YOUNG
Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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David from Carlin How, North Yorkshire The first verse deals with fame and the public's perception v. the reality and the resulting depression, due to loneliness.
-The second verse is more optimistic, with Parfitt, not sounding depressed, but bored.
-The third verse however, is positive; talking about the fun the two men are currently having. Although the storyteller indicates that he knows that this will be short lived, as his friend won't stay long.