Monday, September 29, 2008

Pleasure


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














Well I worked real hard and bought myself
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 tie
And stick your
moral standards
cause its all
a dirty lie
You can stick your
golden handshake
And you can stick
your silly rules
And all the
other shit
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
Gonna be a rock n roll singer
Im gonna be a rock n roll,
A rock n roll star

Yes I are!

1 comment:

Gabe said...

Because there's just no room in this sleepy London town for a...

...a Street Fighting Man.