
My daddy was workin nine to five
When my momma was havin me
By the time I was half alive
I knew what I was gonna be
I left school and grew my hair
They didnt understand
They wanted me to be respected as
A doctor or a lawyer man
(but I had other plans)
Gonna be a rock n roll singer
Gonna be a rock n roll star
Gonna be a rock n roll singer
Im gonna be a rock n roll
A rock n roll star


A rock n roll guitarI gotta be on top some day
I wanna be a star
I can see my name in lights
And I can see the queue
I got the devil in my blood
Tellin me what to do(and Im all ears)

Gonna be a rock n roll singer
Gonna be a rock n roll star
Gonna be a rock n roll singer
Im gonna be a rock n roll,
A rock n roll star
(I hear it pays well)

Well you can stick your
nine to five livin
And your collar
And your collar
and your tie
And stick your
And stick your
moral standards
cause its all
cause its all
a dirty lie
You can stick your
You can stick your
golden handshake
And you can stick
And you can stick
your silly rules
And all the
And all the
other shit
That they teach
That they teach
to kids in school
(cause I aint no fool)
Gonna be a rock n roll singer
Gonna be a rock n roll star
(cause I aint no fool)
Gonna be a rock n roll singer
Gonna be a rock n roll star
Gonna be a rock n roll singer
Im gonna be a rock n roll,
A rock n roll star

Yes I are!
1 comment:
Because there's just no room in this sleepy London town for a...
...a Street Fighting Man.
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