"Hold it, we gotta prove we're adults now. We're not a punk rock band, we're a new wave band."
I'm tired of self respect, I can't afford a car, I wanna be a prefab superstar.
I wanna be a tool, don't need no soul, wanna make big money playin rock & roll.
I'll make my music boring, I'll play my music slow, I ain't no artist, I'm a business man, no ideas of my own.
I won't offend or rock the boat, just sex & drugs & rock & roll.
"& here we go"
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.
Fatass bouncers kick the shit out of kids who try to dance.
If my friends say I've lost my guts, I'll laugh & say that's rock & 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 & I'll go far.
Give me a toot, I'll sell you my soul, pull my strings & I'll go far.
& when I'm rich & meet Bob Hope, we'll shoot some golf & 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 & I'll go far.
"Guitar" ... "Everybody put your hands together"
Is my cock big enough? Is my brain small enough? For you to make me a star?
"Everybody sing it one time"
Is my cock big enough? Is my brain small enough? For you to make me a star?
"Shut up & dance everybody"
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 & I'll go far.
Taken from AlbumSongAndLyrics.com"One more time" ... Give me a toot, I'll sell you my soul, pull my strings & I'll go far.
Drool, drool, drool, drool, drool, drool, my payola ... drool, drool, drool, drool, drool, drool, my payola!