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(Its coming after me I-it's too big that I don't know what it is Its gaining, its gaining on me No, no, no!! Noooo! No, please, noo!) (This-is-Rock-n-roll-punk-suckers-suckers-suckers) I don't believe in a rock n roll band It's such a long lost cause I don't believe in a rock n roll band As it's the loneliest job in the world Oh it's the loneliest job in the world Oh it's the loneliest job in the world Oh it's the loneliest job in the world Its such a- its such a - bomb Ohh I'm just a spaceship coming from the sky I'm a lover not a fighter but I love it when you want me to fight I love the rough stuff baby let's get down and do it again I'm never gonna smile when I look right into the lens Hot bodies newly oiled for you I'm sexually enlightened don't be frightened I know just what to do I'm at an upstate party where the girls are all champagne and wine All the foul desai make up in the world won't cover those lines The heavy hitters get home back the glitter Cause they know that it will get outta line Oh oh oh let them murder til they run out of lives Determination is so ugly, lovely (This-is-Rock-n-roll-punk-suckers-suckers-suckers) I don't believe in a rock n roll band It's such a long lost cause I don't believe in a rock n roll band Its such a- its such a - oh!! I am a genius can't you tell? I'm a necessary evil morally reprehensible I'm old enough to know better but I'm too young to care Got a slut in the grave and an article of vanity fair Hold on my costume til I get myself straightened out It is better to be hated for who you are rather than who you are not She's a hot young thing with no signal on her cellular phone There's a face young stable for what, are you dying alone? The heavy hitters can't hold back the glitter Cause they know that it will get outta line Oh oh oh let them murder til they run out of lives Determination is so ugly, lovely (This-is-Rock-n-roll-punk-suckers-suckers-suckers) I don't believe in a rock n roll band It's such a long lost cause I don't believe in a rock n roll band As it's the loneliest job in the world Oh it's the loneliest job in the world Oh it's the loneliest job in the world Oh it's the loneliest job in the world Oh it's the loneliest job in the world That's pretty good son, that's pretty good
Writer(s): James Euringer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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