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Pull My Strings Lyrics
Artist: Dead Kennedys
Album: Give Me Convenience or Give Me Death
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€
Chorus 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? Repeat chorus, etc. etc
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