We pound it 'till we're numb

April 6th, 2011 at 8:27PM

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Dead Kennedys - Pull My Strings Give Me Convenience or Give Me Death [1987]

HOLD IT!

WE’VE 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
Playing rock and 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 and drugs
And rock and roll.

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 and say
“That’s rock and 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 and I’ll go far.

And when I’m rich
And meet Bob Hope
We’ll shoot some golf
And 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 and I’ll go far.