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Lyrics for Pull My Strings by Kennedys Dead:
| | | Artist: | Kennedys Dead |
| | Album: | Give Me Convience Or Give Me Death | | Track: | Pull My Strings | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 99 | | | | Lyrics: | I'm tired of self-respect
I can't afford a car
I wanna be a prefab superstar
I
wanna be a tool
Don't need no soul
Wanna make big money
Playing rock and
roll
I'll make my music boring
I'll play my music slow
I ain't no artist I'm a
businessman
No ideas of my own
I won't offend
Or rock the boat
Just sex
and drugs
And rock and roll
Drool, drool, drool, drool, drool (etc.)
My
payola!
Drool, drool, drool, drool, drool (etc.)
My payola!
You'll pay ten
bucks to see me
On a fifteen foot high stage
Fatass bouncers kick the shit
Out of
kids who try to dance
If my friends say
I''ve lost my guts
I'll laugh and
say
That's rock and roll
But there's just one problem...
Is my cock big
enough
Is my brain small enough
For you to make me a star
Give me a toot,
I'll
sell you my soul
Pull my strings and I'll go far
And when I'm rich
And meet Bob
Hope
We'll shoot some golf
And shoot some dope
Is my cock big enough
Is my
brain small enough
For you to make me a star
Give me a toot,
I'll sell you my
soul
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