I wanna live the life  I wanna breathe the air  I wanna a shiny car  And greasy hair  Live in mansions  All those pretty girls, aye     And I say  I don't wanna be your Enemy  I don't wanna be your Enemy    So I roll on with my circus  And I work it while you jerk it  With your ash trays and your phoney fake smiles :)    And I say, And I say  I don't wanna be your Enemy  I don't wanna be your Enemy    On magazines I plot the schemes  I write my dreams that run away  When all is done I'll be the one, one    Chorus x 3