Lyrics Hard to Be a Rock'n'roller - Wig Wam

Hard to Be a Rock'n'roller

Chicks, fix, superhits, jewelery for breakfast
At a milliondollar suite at the Hilton Hotel
I’ve got tweny playmates knocking
At the door in hot stockings each day, oh yeah
Cuz I’m the King of metal, God of pop, the rock 'n' roll Messiah
Wasting twenty four hours a day, every night
I’m a sell out sensation
With a nasty reputation
Oh yeah, oh yeah.
You say, hey, it’s hard to be a rock 'n' roller
Try being a rock 'n' roll God
In a world of pleasure
Jackass, I’ll get you soon
Yeah yeah, hey, it’s hard to be a rock 'n' roller
Try being a rock 'n' roll star
When the world gets crazy
Baby, so do you, whoo
I have a private plane taking me from L.A. to Bahamas
Making records on the beach that sound like shit, but still sell
And Shakira’s the producer
Her hips makes me … wanna play
I’m doing lip-sync TV shows, Playing live’s outdated
Man, I hate it, did a tour way back in 82
Since I got blessed with success
My fans just have to pay-per-view
And they do and who’s the fool
You say, hey, it’s hard to be a rock 'n' roller
Try being a rock 'n' roll God
In a world of pleasure
Jackass, I’ll get you soon
Yeah yeah, hey, it’s hard to be a rock 'n' roller
Try being a rock 'n' roll star
When the world gets crazy
Baby, so do you, whoo
Try being a rock 'n' roll God
Cash, cash up my ass
Want you be my pay-pal trash
Got everything you need
To make me filthy rich indeed
I got a world of inspiration
For fun and penetration
Don’t let them know my music sucks
You say, hey, it’s hard to be a rock 'n' roller
Try being a rock 'n' roll God
In a world of pleasure
Jackass, I’ll get you soon
Yeah yeah, hey, it’s hard to be a rock 'n' roller
Try being a rock 'n' roll star
When the world gets crazy
Baby, so do you, whoo
You say, hey, it’s hard to be a rock 'n' roller
Try being a rock 'n' roll God
In a world of pleasure
Jackass, I’ll get you soon
Hey!