I'm tired of self respect
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I can't afford a car
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I wanna be a prefab superstar
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I wanna be a tool
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Don't need no soul
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Wanna make big money
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Playing rock and roll
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I'll make my music boring
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I'll play my music slow
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I ain't no artist, I'm a business man
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No ideas of my own
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I won't offend
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Or rock the boat
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Just sex and drugs
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And rock and roll
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Drool, drool, drool, drool, drool, drool
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My Payola!
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Drool, drool, drool, drool, drool, drool
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My Payola!
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You'll pay ten bucks to see me
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On a fifteen foot high stage
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Fatass bouncers kick the shit
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Out of kids who try to dance
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If my friends say
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I've lost my guts
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I'll laugh and say
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That's rock and roll
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But there's just one problem
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[Chorus]
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Is my cock big enough
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Is my brain small enough
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For you to make me a star
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Give me a toot, I'll sell you my soul
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Pull my strings and I'll go far
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And when I'm rich
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And meet Bob Hope
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We'll shoot some golf
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And shoot some dope
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Is my cock big enough?
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Is my brain small enough?
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[Repeat chorus, etc. etc.]
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Pull My Strings
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| Dead Kennedys |
