All Star Lyrics

Steve Harwell retires after the disoriented performance

Lead singer of Smash Mouth, Steve Harwell, retired after a disoriented performance in New York City. Many clips show just how bad it was where Harwell is slurring his speech. Apparently, this is due to the fact that Steve Harwell was diagnosed with Cardiomyopathy 8 years ago and it has severely impacted his motor functions, which include speech and memory.

Smash Mouth Singer Retires

Thank you, Steve Harwell. Smash Mouth were one of those bands that ruled the 90s. All Star was such a mega hit that it was featured in over a dozen movies. The most notable film scores were Rat Race and Mystery Man. Steve Harwell’s voice was very unique and it was a combination of singing and rapping. Smash Mouth defined an era and were rockstars and pop stars. Please take the time to heal and get better, Steve.

All Star Lyrics

Somebody once told me the world is gonna roll me
I ain’t the sharpest tool in the shed
She was looking kind of dumb with her finger and her thumb
In the shape of an “L” on her forehead

Well the years start coming and they don’t stop coming
Fed to the rules and I hit the ground running
Didn’t make sense not to live for fun
Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb
So much to do, so much to see
So what’s wrong with taking the back streets?
You’ll never know if you don’t go
You’ll never shine if you don’t glow

Hey now, you’re an all-star, get your game on, go play
Hey now, you’re a rock star, get the show on, get paid
And all that glitters is gold
Only shooting stars break the mold

It’s a cool place and they say it gets colder
You’re bundled up now, wait ’til you get older
But the meteor men beg to differ
Judging by the hole in the satellite picture
The ice we skate is getting pretty thin
The water’s getting warm so you might as well swim
My world’s on fire, how about yours?
That’s the way I like it and I’ll never get bored

Hey now, you’re an all-star, get your game on, go play
Hey now, you’re a rock star, get the show on, get paid
All that glitters is gold
Only shooting stars break the mold

Hey now, you’re an all-star, get your game on, go play
Hey now, you’re a rock star, get the show, on get paid
And all that glitters is gold
Only shooting stars

Somebody once asked could I spare some change for gas?
I need to get myself away from this place
I said, “Yup” what a concept
I could use a little fuel myself
And we could all use a little change

Well, the years start coming and they don’t stop coming
Fed to the rules and I hit the ground running
Didn’t make sense not to live for fun
Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb
So much to do, so much to see
So what’s wrong with taking the back streets?
You’ll never know if you don’t go (go!)
You’ll never shine if you don’t glow

Hey now, you’re an all-star, get your game on, go play
Hey now, you’re a rock star, get the show on, get paid
And all that glitters is gold
Only shooting stars break the mold

And all that glitters is gold
Only shooting stars break the mold

Songwriters: Gregory Camp