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Rock Star's Lament

 

Rock Star's Lament

(album: Down And Dirty - 1980)


I have pawned my golden records I have sold my sequent suits
For a bottle of rye whiskey I gave up my fancy boots
Now I stand here on the corner with a sad sad tail to tell
Once a rock star now a drunker with no song left to sell.

Hide a face you might remember hide a voice you may recall
Twas that cold night in December when we played Carnegie Hall
Now we're smoking marijuana singing flat but doing well
Till I took my first drink of whiskey we started down the road to hell.

I have pawned my golden records I have sold my sequent suits
For a bottle of rye whiskey I gave up my fancy boots
Now I stand here on the corner with a sad sad tail to tell
Once a dopefiend now a drunker with no song left to sell.

Once a rock star now a drunker with no song left to sell
With no song left to sell...

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