Song Lyrics
I m tired of self respect, pull my strings and i ll go far Kennedys, for you to make me a star
Or rock the boat, i ll laugh and say, i m a business man
i ll laugh and say
For you to make me a star, i ll sell you my soul
for you to make me a star
and meet bob hope
you ll pay ten bucks to see me on a fifteen foot high stage
I m a business man, give me a toot, i ll play my music slow
Pull my strings and i ll go far, i won t offend
And meet bob hope, give me a toot
pull my strings and i ll go far
I ll sell you my soul, or rock the boat
Give me a toot, i ll sell you my soul Strings, out of kids who try to dance
I ll sell you my soul, i wanna be a prefab superstar
if my friends say
i can t afford a car
and meet bob hope
for you to make me a star
i ll sell you my soul
We ve gotta prove we re adults now, i wanna be a tool
Pull my strings and i ll go far, i m a business man, i m tired of self respect
Just sex and drugs, you ll pay ten bucks to see me on a fifteen foot high stage
And shoot some dope, playing rock and roll
I wanna be a tool, i ll laugh and say My, just sex and drugs
i ll sell you my soul
and shoot some dope
I ll make my music boring, i can t afford a car, give me a toot
i ve lost my guts
i ll laugh and say
And shoot some dope, i wanna be a prefab superstar
Pull my strings and i ll go far, if my friends say, but there s just one problem
pull my strings and i ll go far
playing rock and roll
i ll play my music slow
Pull my strings and i ll go far, i ll laugh and say, i wanna be a tool
I ll sell you my soul, i wanna be a tool Kennedys, i won t offend
i wanna be a tool
Give me a toot, if my friends say Kennedys, is my brain small enough
just sex and drugs
And shoot some dope, pull my strings and i ll go far, give me a toot
I m a business man, is my brain small enough
If my friends say, give me a toot, if my friends say
I wanna be a prefab superstar, and rock and roll
pull my strings and i ll go far
That s rock and roll, i ve lost my guts
And shoot some dope, but there s just one problem
And meet bob hope, and rock and roll
Out of kids who try to dance, and when i m rich, playing rock and roll
Out of kids who try to dance, i ve lost my guts
I ll sell you my soul, give me a toot
I m tired of self respect, if my friends say Pull, and shoot some dope
Is my cock big enough, i ll play my music slow My, give me a toot
just sex and drugs
Give me a toot, i ll sell you my soul, give me a toot
Out of kids who try to dance, and meet bob hope Dead, is my cock big enough
Or rock the boat, pull my strings and i ll go far
I can t afford a car, pull my strings and i ll go far
Playing rock and roll, i ll play my music slow, i ve lost my guts
i ll sell you my soul