I'm through standin' in line
To clubs I'll never get in
It's like the bottom of the ninth
and I'm never gonna win this
Life hasn't turned out, Quite the way I want it to be
(Tell me what you want)
I want a brand new house on an episode of cribs
and a bathroom I can play baseball in
and a king-sized tub big enough for ten plus me
(Ehh, so what cha need)
I need a, credit card thats got no limit
and a big black jet with a bedroom in it
gonna join the mile high at thirty-seven thousand feet
(Been there, Done that)
I want a new tour bus full of old guitars
my own star on Hollywood boulevard
Somewhere between Cher and Jamesdean is fine for me
(So how you gonna do it?)
I'm gonna trade this life for fortune and fame
I'll even cut my hair and change my name
Cause we all justa wanna be big rockstars
Live in hill-top houses driven fifteen cars
The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap,
Well I'll stay skinny, cause we just won't eat
and we'll
hang out in the coolest bars
in the V.I.P with the Movie Stars
Every good gold diggers gonna wind up there
Every playboy bunny with her bleach blonde hair
and well
Hey, hey I wanna be a rockstar
Hey, hey I wanna be a rockstar
I wanna be great Like Elvis
without the tassels
Hire eight bodyguards that love to beat up assholes [The it's sung it sounds like bassels]
Sign a couple autographs so I can eat my meals for free
(I'll have the Quesidilla, hah hah)
I'm gonna dress my a** with the latest fashion
Get a front door key to the Playboy mansion
Gonna [blank o.o] a centerfold that loves to blow my money for me
(Does this make me look fat?)
(So how you gonna do it?)
I'm gonna trade this life for fortune and fame
I'll even cut my hair and change my name
Cause we all justa wanna be big rockstars
Live in hill-top houses driven fifteen cars
The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap,
Well I'll stay skinny, cause we just won't eat
and we'll
hang out in the coolest bars
in the V.I.P with the Movie Stars
Every good gold diggers gonna wind up there
Every playboy bunny with her bleach blond hair
And we'll
Hide out in the private rooms
with the latest dictionary and to sues sues
They'll get you anything with that evil smile
everybody's got a drug dealer on speed dial
Well, Hey hey I wanna be a rockstar
I"m gonna sing those songs that'll bend the sensors
Gonna pop my pills from a Pez dispenser
get washed up singers writin' all my songs
Lip-sing 'em every night so i don't get 'em wrong...
Well we all justa wanna be big rockstars
Live in hill-top houses driven fifteen cars
The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap,
Well I'll stay skinny, cause we just won't eat
and we'll
hang out in the coolest bars
in the V.I.P with the Movie Stars
Every good gold diggers gonna wind up there
Every playboy bunny with her bleach blond hair
And we'll
Hide out in the private rooms
with the latest dictionary and todays sue sue
They'll get you anything with that evil smile
everybody's got a drug dealer on speed dial
Well Hey, hey I wanna be a rockstar
Ooo, Hey, hey I wanna be a rockstar...
 iPsychopath · Wed Aug 29, 2007 @ 12:02pm · 2 Comments |
