Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rockstar, artist - The WurzelsDate of issue: 26.06.2010
Song language: English
Rockstar |
| I’m through with standing in line to clubs I’ll never get in |
| It’s like the bottom of the ninth and I’m never gonna win |
| This life hasn’t turned out quite the way I want it to be |
| (Tell me what you want) |
| I want a brand new house on an episode of Cribs |
| And a bathroom I can play baseball in |
| And a king size tub big enough for ten plus me |
| (Ah, so what you need?) |
| I’ll need a, a credit card that’s got no limit |
| And a big black jet with a bedroom in it |
| Gonna join the mile high club at thirty-seven thousand feet |
| (Been there, done that) |
| I want a new tour bus full of old guitars |
| My own star on Hollywood Boulevard |
| Somewhere between Cher and James Dean is fine for me |
| (So how you gonna do it?) |
| I’m gonna trade this life for fortune and fame |
| I’d even cut my hair and change my name |
| 'Cause we all just wanna be big rockstars |
| And live in hilltop houses driving fifteen cars |
| The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap |
| We’ll all stay skinny 'cause we just won’t eat |
| And we’ll hang out in the coolest bars |
| In the VIP with the movie stars |
| Every good gold digger’s gonna wind up there |
| Every Playboy bunny with her bleach blond hair, and we'll |
| Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar, oh |
| Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar |
| I wanna be great like Elvis without the tassels |
| Hire eight bodyguards that love to beat up assholes |
| Sign a couple autographs so I can eat my meals for free |
| (I’ll have the quesadilla, ha-ha) |
| I’m gonna dress my ass with the latest fashion |
| Get a front door key to the Playboy mansion |
| Gonna date a centerfold that loves to blow my money for me |
| (So how you gonna do it?) |
| I’m gonna trade this life for fortune and fame |
| I’d even cut my hair and change my name |
| 'Cause we all just wanna be big rockstars |
| And live in hilltop houses driving fifteen cars |
| The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap |
| We’ll all stay skinny 'cause we just won’t eat |
| And we’ll hang out in the coolest bars |
| In the VIP with the movie stars |
| Every good gold digger’s gonna wind up there |
| Every Playboy bunny with her bleach blond hair, and we'll |
| And we’ll hide out in the private rooms |
| With the latest dictionary of today’s who’s who |
| They’ll get you anything with that evil smile |
| Everybody’s got a drug dealer on speed dial, well |
| Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar |
| I’m gonna sing those songs that offend the censors |
| Gonna pop my pills from a Pez dispenser |
| Get washed-up singers writing all my songs |
| Lip sync 'em every night so I don’t get 'em wrong |
| Well, we all just wanna be big rockstars |
| And live in hilltop houses driving fifteen cars |
| The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap |
| We’ll all stay skinny 'cause we just won’t eat |
| And we’ll hang out in the coolest bars |
| In the VIP with the movie stars |
| Every good gold digger’s gonna wind up there |
| Every Playboy bunny with her bleach blond hair |
| And we’ll hide out in the private rooms |
| With the latest dictionary of today’s who’s who |
| They’ll get you anything with that evil smile |
| Everybody’s got a drug dealer on speed dial, well |
| Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar, oh |
| Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar |