Little do they know

Little do they know the things that you've been through A nation on its knees, begging for her soul And time and time again, your tears, they well and flow To the rivers of our home, is now the time...

Chorus: So the star needs a stage To change her clothes And the natives are restless Their anxiety shows He: And their hostile posture Seems to say She: When will she be back? He: Who the hell are...