Don't you know it's a long way, To the top if you wanna rock Earning money the hard way Or should I just go get a job Being broke as a broke ass bitch
Duster, Duster Duster! Duster! [Drum machine]
I love the ladies, I treat them right, I feed them cocaine, and keep them up all night. I share the wealth, the spoils of the game, While Rizzo gets
I got a knack for taking everything in sight Xanex and Stillnox baby Help me sleep at night I love the pills, the pills Uppers and downers junior That
Myspace, your face, disgrace Your face, Myspace I see your photo there And I believe It's hard for me to see If I should stay or leave Its often way
what the fuck you say Piss stomping's the only way Piss Stomper! Piss Stomper! Piss Stomper! Piss Stomper! Piss Stomper! Piss Stomper! Stomp! [Random noise generator sounds
It's a rock n roll Jihad Don't you know? Time to take out the trash Crashing planes onto stages And into bands who suck ass It's a Rock N Roll, It's
And High St gave me a fat But that's changed a fuck of a lot And now I can't afford a flat Artists and business men Moved in overnight Turned slums into apartments Now
A little spark in the band room Started slowly while they played No one noticed, it was too late The venue now becomes a grave I stand and watch the
tell by the people around Your time has come and gone? Can't you see by the clothes that they wear, No-one wants to hear your song Let me tell you now
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