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Rock N' Roll

 

Rock N' Roll


The limo pulls right up to his private plane
He takes his t-shirt off with his Gucci shades
He barely says two words cause you're all the same
(You know his name)

They bring him three young virgins and a bottle of scotch
Because he's gods next gift to electric rock
You better never leave him waiting or he might go off
Cause you know the drill
(You know he will)

The rock n' roll is coming to a city near you
We'll fill your holes but mostly wanna put it in you
It has no meaning, but you see him selling autographs
All that bullshit makes me mad

Step off the bus as we start the day
Could barely say two words from the vocal strain
Oh man, I'm so damn sorry I forgot your name
We're on day 18 without a break
The only key is with the owner, and he comes in late
To swallow rock-cut bourbon like a rock cliche
It takes a decent bit of work to fit the gear on stage
But you know the drill
(You're bros with him)

The rock n' roll you love is at your local venue
It clears your soul of hopes to put a bullet in you
And come the morning I keep going just from knowing that
Thank you, folks, now we'll be back
Vomit stains and human waste will keep you company
We're miles away from anyone who ever loved me
I wait to meet you, but you think we're selling autographs
All that bullshit makes me mad

I guess it's just too late for me now
I guess it's just too late for me now
We we're just two little boys in love with the noise, so how
Did it become too late to get out?

(Hey j, you think you got something to say?)
To start off with, j ain't even the name
So where the fuck do you get off calling me fake?
I am the face you see on hit parade
Who bought the song that they want at the top of billboard
And when they're sick of that shit, I'll just feed 'em some more
Cause I'm a media whore

The rock n' roll kills the soul that you try to fill in
But you should know that the soul fuck is quite the feeling
You try to beat me with your autotune and all of that
Rockstar bullshit makes me laugh
I'm sure at home that whore you bang is finally cumming
I'm miles away from anyone who gives a fuck, if
You wanna eat me you can keep your fucking autograph
All you boys just make me laugh

Cause you're real living wonder
You're a reliving wonder
You're reliving wonder
You're a 3-minute wonder

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