Lyrics

[Verse 1] I don't really need the ego of being a pop star Well, playing rock 'n' roll makes me stand hard and tall Once, an old man with blood on his hands said "Pick up my guitar and use it" Then he took it from me, said, "Let your soul run free," yeah [Chorus] People get so stuck on Getting their name in lights Fuckin' some famous model Keepin' their assholes tight [Verse 2] So, I played that guitar 'til my dick got hard I fucked that bitch night and day Time went by and that old man died Got a note, "Remember what I said" Brought flowers to his grave, laid 'em down And my fingers started to bleed I was finally free I was finally free, yeah [Chorus] People get so stuck on Getting their name in lights Fuckin' some famous model Keepin' their assholes tight, yeah [Post-Chorus] Uh-uh, uh-uh Uh-uh-uh Uh-uh, uh-uh Uh-uh, uh-uh [Verse 3] Don't get me wrong I ain't singin' this song bout bros who truly deserve it But money and fame is for those truly lame The ones who need to get their heads lit So I played my guitar Yeah, I played that bitch all night long Yeah, I played my guitar I was finally free [Outro] So keep your head clear, don't believe what you hear Just play what comes from your soul But if money and fame is your fuckin' game Then I hope you die fat and old So keep your head clear, don't believe what you hear Just play what comes from your soul But if money and fame is your fuckin' game Then I hope you die fat and old So keep your head clear, don't believe what you hear Just play what comes from your soul But if money and fame is your fuckin' game Then I hope you die fat and old So keep your head clear, don't believe what you hear Just play what comes from your soul But if money and fame is your fuckin' game Then I hope you die fat and old