Pull My Strings

歌詞

I'm tired of self-respect, I can't afford a car I want to be a prefab superstar I want to be a tool, don't need no soul Want to 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, drool My Payola! Drool, drool, drool, drool, drool, drool My Payola! You'll pay ten bucks to see me on a fifteen foot high stage Fat ass 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 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 Pull my strings and I'll go far Is my cock big enough, is my brain small enough For you to make me a star? Is my cock big enough, is my brain small enough For you to make me a star? 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 Give me a toot, I'll sell you my soul Pull my strings and I'll go far And drool, drool, drool, drool, drool, drool My Payola! Drool, drool, drool, drool, drool, drool My Payola!